Job’s Lament

Afterward Job opened his mouth and cursed [a]the day of his birth. And Job [b]said,

(A)May the day on which I was to be born perish,
As well as the night which said, ‘A [c]boy is conceived.’
May that day be darkness;
May God above not care for it,
Nor light shine on it.
May (B)darkness and black gloom claim it;
May a cloud settle on it;
May the blackness of the day terrify it.
As for that night, may darkness seize it;
May it not rejoice among the days of the year;
May it not come into the number of the months.
Behold, may that night be barren;
May no joyful shout enter it.
May those curse it who curse the day,
Who are [d]prepared to (C)disturb Leviathan.
May the stars of its twilight be darkened;
May it wait for light but have none,
And may it not see the [e]breaking dawn;
10 Because it did not shut the opening of my mother’s womb,
Or hide trouble from my eyes.

11 (D)Why did I not die [f]at birth,
Come out of the womb and pass away?
12 Why were the knees there in front of me,
And why the breasts, that I would nurse?
13 For now I (E)would have lain down and been quiet;
I would have slept then, I would have been at rest,
14 With (F)kings and (G)counselors of the earth,
Who rebuilt (H)ruins for themselves;
15 Or with (I)rulers (J)who had gold,
Who were filling their houses with silver.
16 Or like a miscarriage which is [g]hidden, I would not exist,
As infants that never saw light.
17 There the wicked cease from raging,
And there the [h]weary are at (K)rest.
18 The prisoners are at ease together;
They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.
19 The small and the great are there,
And the slave is free from his master.

20 “Why is (L)light given to one burdened with grief,
And life to the bitter of soul,
21 Who [i](M)long for death, but there is none,
And dig for it more than for (N)hidden treasures;
22 Who are filled with jubilation,
And rejoice when they find the grave?
23 Why is light given to a man (O)whose way is hidden,
And whom (P)God has shut off?
24 For (Q)my groaning comes at the sight of my food,
And (R)my cries pour out like water.
25 For [j](S)what I fear comes upon me,
And what I dread [k]encounters me.
26 I (T)am not at ease, nor am I quiet,
And I am not at rest, but turmoil comes.”

Footnotes

  1. Job 3:1 Lit his day
  2. Job 3:2 Lit answered and said
  3. Job 3:3 Lit man-child
  4. Job 3:8 Or skillful
  5. Job 3:9 Lit eyelids of dawn
  6. Job 3:11 Lit from the womb
  7. Job 3:16 I.e., buried
  8. Job 3:17 Lit weary of strength
  9. Job 3:21 Lit wait
  10. Job 3:25 Lit I fear a fear, and it comes
  11. Job 3:25 Lit comes to me

Job’s First Speech

At last Job spoke, and he cursed the day of his birth. He said:

“Let the day of my birth be erased,
    and the night I was conceived.
Let that day be turned to darkness.
    Let it be lost even to God on high,
    and let no light shine on it.
Let the darkness and utter gloom claim that day for its own.
    Let a black cloud overshadow it,
    and let the darkness terrify it.
Let that night be blotted off the calendar,
    never again to be counted among the days of the year,
    never again to appear among the months.
Let that night be childless.
    Let it have no joy.
Let those who are experts at cursing—
    whose cursing could rouse Leviathan[a]
    curse that day.
Let its morning stars remain dark.
    Let it hope for light, but in vain;
    may it never see the morning light.
10 Curse that day for failing to shut my mother’s womb,
    for letting me be born to see all this trouble.

11 “Why wasn’t I born dead?
    Why didn’t I die as I came from the womb?
12 Why was I laid on my mother’s lap?
    Why did she nurse me at her breasts?
13 Had I died at birth, I would now be at peace.
    I would be asleep and at rest.
14 I would rest with the world’s kings and prime ministers,
    whose great buildings now lie in ruins.
15 I would rest with princes, rich in gold,
    whose palaces were filled with silver.
16 Why wasn’t I buried like a stillborn child,
    like a baby who never lives to see the light?
17 For in death the wicked cause no trouble,
    and the weary are at rest.
18 Even captives are at ease in death,
    with no guards to curse them.
19 Rich and poor are both there,
    and the slave is free from his master.

20 “Oh, why give light to those in misery,
    and life to those who are bitter?
21 They long for death, and it won’t come.
    They search for death more eagerly than for hidden treasure.
22 They’re filled with joy when they finally die,
    and rejoice when they find the grave.
23 Why is life given to those with no future,
    those God has surrounded with difficulties?
24 I cannot eat for sighing;
    my groans pour out like water.
25 What I always feared has happened to me.
    What I dreaded has come true.
26 I have no peace, no quietness.
    I have no rest; only trouble comes.”

Footnotes

  1. 3:8 The identification of Leviathan is disputed, ranging from an earthly creature to a mythical sea monster in ancient literature.