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Job Laments His Birth

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 in which it was said, ‘A male child is conceived.’
As for that day, let it be darkness;
    let God above not regard it;
    and let not light shine upon it.
Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it;
    let a cloud settle on it;
    let the blackness of the day terrify it.
As for that night, let darkness capture it;
    let it not rejoice among the days of the year;
    let it not come into the number of the months.
Yes, as for that night, let it be barren!
    Let no joyful cry come into it!
Let them curse it who curse any day,
    those who are prepared to rouse Leviathan.
Let its morning stars be dark;
    let it look for light, but have none;
    let it not see the rays of dawn,
10 because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb,
    nor hide trouble from my eyes.

11 “Why did I not die at birth?
    Why did I not expire when I came out of the womb?
12 Why did her knees receive me?
    And why her breasts that I should nurse?
13 For now I would be lying down and would be at peace;
    I would have slept; then there would be rest for me,

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