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Job's Complaint to God

(A)Finally Job broke the silence and cursed the day on which he had been born.

Job

2-3 (B)O God, put a curse on the day I was born;
    put a curse on the night when I was conceived!
Turn that day into darkness, God.
Never again remember that day;
    never again let light shine on it.
Make it a day of gloom and thick darkness;
    cover it with clouds, and blot out the sun.
Blot that night out of the year,
    and never let it be counted again;
    make it a barren, joyless night.
Tell the sorcerers to curse that day,
    those who know how to control Leviathan.[a]
Keep the morning star from shining;
    give that night no hope of dawn.
10 Curse that night for letting me be born,
    for exposing me to trouble and grief.

11 I wish I had died in my mother's womb
    or died the moment I was born.
12 Why did my mother hold me on her knees?
    Why did she feed me at her breast?
13 If I had died then, I would be at rest now,
14     sleeping like the kings and rulers
    who rebuilt ancient palaces.
15 Then I would be sleeping like princes
    who filled their houses with gold and silver,
16     or sleeping like a stillborn child.
17 In the grave wicked people stop their evil,
    and tired workers find rest at last.
18 Even prisoners enjoy peace,
    free from shouts and harsh commands.
19 Everyone is there, the famous and the unknown,
    and slaves at last are free.

20 Why let people go on living in misery?
    Why give light to those in grief
21 (C)They wait for death, but it never comes;
    they prefer a grave to any treasure.
22 They are not happy till they are dead and buried;
23     God keeps their future hidden
    and hems them in on every side.
24 Instead of eating, I mourn,
    and I can never stop groaning.
25 Everything I fear and dread comes true.
26 I have no peace, no rest,
    and my troubles never end.

Footnotes

  1. Job 3:8 Some take this to be the crocodile, others a legendary monster. Magicians were thought to be able to make him cause eclipses of the sun.

Job Curses the Day He Was Born

After this Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth. Job said:

“Let the day perish in which I was born,
    and the night that said,
    ‘A male is conceived.’(A)
Let that day be darkness!
    May God above not seek it
    or light shine on it.
Let gloom and deep darkness claim it.
    Let clouds settle upon it;
    let the blackness of the day terrify it.(B)
That night—let thick darkness seize it!
    let it not rejoice among the days of the year;
    let it not come into the number of the months.(C)
Yes, let that night be barren;
    let no joyful cry be heard[a] in it.
Let those curse it who curse the Sea,[b]
    those who are skilled to rouse up Leviathan.(D)
Let the stars of its dawn be dark;
    let it hope for light but have none;
    may it not see the eyelids of the morning—(E)
10 because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb
    and hide trouble from my eyes.

11 “Why did I not die at birth,
    come forth from the womb and expire?(F)
12 Why were there knees to receive me
    or breasts for me to suck?(G)
13 Now I would be lying down and quiet;
    I would be asleep; then I would be at rest
14 with kings and counselors of the earth
    who rebuild ruins for themselves,(H)
15 or with princes who have gold,
    who fill their houses with silver.
16 Or why was I not buried like a stillborn child,
    like an infant that never sees the light?(I)
17 There the wicked cease from troubling,
    and there the weary are at rest.(J)
18 There 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 slaves are free from their masters.

20 “Why is light given to one in misery
    and life to the bitter in soul,(K)
21 who long for death, but it does not come,
    and dig for it more than for hidden treasures;(L)
22 who rejoice exceedingly
    and are glad when they find the grave?
23 Why is light given to one who cannot see the way,
    whom God has fenced in?(M)
24 For my sighing comes like[c] my bread,
    and my groanings are poured out like water.(N)
25 Truly the thing that I fear comes upon me,
    and what I dread befalls me.
26 I am not at ease, nor am I quiet;
    I have no rest, but trouble comes.”

Footnotes

  1. 3.7 Heb come
  2. 3.8 Cn: Heb day
  3. 3.24 Heb before