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Después de esto abrió Job su boca, y maldijo su día.

Y exclamó Job, y dijo:

Perezca el día en que yo fui nacido, y la noche que dijo: Varón es concebido.

Aquel día fuera tinieblas, y Dios no curara de él desde arriba, ni claridad resplandeciera sobre él.

Que tinieblas y sombra de muerte sea su redentor; reposara sobre él nublado, que lo hiciera horrible como día caluroso.

Aquella noche ocupara oscuridad, ni fuera contada entre los días del año, ni viniera en el número de los meses.

¡Oh, si fuere aquella noche solitaria, que no viniera en ella canción!

Maldijéranla los que maldicen al día, los que se aparejan para levantar su llanto.

Las estrellas de su alba fueran oscurecidas; esperaran la luz, y no viniera, ni viera los párpados de la mañana;

10 por cuanto no cerró las puertas del vientre donde yo estaba, ni escondió de mis ojos la miseria.

11 ¿Por qué no morí yo desde la matriz, o fui traspasado saliendo del vientre?

12 ¿Por qué me previnieron las rodillas? ¿Y para qué los senos que mamare?

13 Pues que ahora yaciera yo, y reposara; durmiera, y entonces tuviera reposo,

14 con los reyes y con los consejeros de la tierra, que edifican para sí los desiertos;

15 o con los príncipes que poseen el oro, que llenan sus casas de plata.

16 O ¿por qué no fui escondido como abortivo, como los pequeñitos que nunca vieron luz?

17 ¶ Allí los impíos dejaron de molestar, y allí descansaron los de cansadas fuerzas.

18 Allí también reposaron los cautivos; no oyeron la voz del exactor.

19 Allí está el chico y el grande; allí es el esclavo libre de su señor.

20 ¿Por qué dio luz al trabajado, y vida a los amargos de ánimo?

21 Que esperan la muerte, y no la hay; y la buscan más que tesoros.

22 Que se alegran sobremanera, y se gozan cuando hallan el sepulcro.

23 Al hombre que no sabe por donde vaya, y que Dios lo encerró.

24 Porque antes que mi pan, viene mi suspiro; y mis bramidos corren como aguas.

25 Porque el temor que me espantaba me ha venido, y me ha acontecido lo que temía.

26 Nunca tuve prosperidad, nunca me aseguré, ni nunca me reposé; y me vino turbación.

Job Curses the Day of His Birth

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

(A)Let the day perish on which I was to be born,
And the night which said, ‘A man is conceived.’
May that day be darkness;
Let not God seek it from above,
Nor light shine on it.
Let (B)darkness and shadow of death redeem it;
Let a cloud dwell upon it;
Let the blackness of the day terrify it.
As for that night, let thick darkness take it;
Let it not rejoice among the days of the year;
Let it not come into the number of the months.
Behold, let that night be barren;
Let no joyful shout enter it.
Let those curse it who curse the day,
Who are [b]ready to (C)rouse Leviathan.
Let the stars of its twilight be darkened;
Let it hope for light but have none,
And let it not see the [c]breaking dawn,
10 Because it did not shut the opening of my mother’s [d]body,
Or hide trouble from my eyes.

11 (D)Why did I not die from the womb,
Come forth from the womb and breathe my last?
12 Why did the knees receive me,
And why the breasts, that I should suck?
13 For now I (E)would have lain down and been quiet;
I would have slept then; it would have been rest to me,
14 With (F)kings and with (G)counselors of the earth,
Who rebuilt (H)waste places for themselves,
15 Or with (I)princes (J)who had gold,
Who were filling their houses with silver.
16 Or why was I not like a miscarriage hidden away,
As infants that never saw light?
17 There the wicked cease from raging,
And there the weary of strength 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 him who is troubled,
And life to the bitter of soul,
21 Who [e](M)long for death, but there is none,
And dig for it more than for (N)hidden treasures,
22 Who are glad with joy,
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 hedged in?
24 For (Q)my groaning comes at the sight of my food,
And (R)my roaring pours out like water.
25 For (S)the dread that I dread comes upon me,
And what I am afraid of befalls me.
26 I (T)am not complacent, nor am I quiet,
And I am not at rest, and raging comes.”

Footnotes

  1. Job 3:1 Lit his day
  2. Job 3:8 Or skillful
  3. Job 3:9 Lit eyelids of
  4. Job 3:10 Lit stomach
  5. Job 3:21 Lit wait

Job Speaks

After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.(A) He said:

“May the day of my birth perish,
    and the night that said, ‘A boy is conceived!’(B)
That day—may it turn to darkness;
    may God above not care about it;
    may no light shine on it.
May gloom and utter darkness(C) claim it once more;
    may a cloud settle over it;
    may blackness overwhelm it.
That night—may thick darkness(D) seize it;
    may it not be included among the days of the year
    nor be entered in any of the months.
May that night be barren;
    may no shout of joy(E) be heard in it.
May those who curse days[a] curse that day,(F)
    those who are ready to rouse Leviathan.(G)
May its morning stars become dark;
    may it wait for daylight in vain
    and not see the first rays of dawn,(H)
10 for it did not shut the doors of the womb on me
    to hide trouble from my eyes.

11 “Why did I not perish at birth,
    and die as I came from the womb?(I)
12 Why were there knees to receive me(J)
    and breasts that I might be nursed?
13 For now I would be lying down(K) in peace;
    I would be asleep and at rest(L)
14 with kings and rulers of the earth,(M)
    who built for themselves places now lying in ruins,(N)
15 with princes(O) who had gold,
    who filled their houses with silver.(P)
16 Or why was I not hidden away in the ground like a stillborn child,(Q)
    like an infant who never saw the light of day?(R)
17 There the wicked cease from turmoil,(S)
    and there the weary are at rest.(T)
18 Captives(U) also enjoy their ease;
    they no longer hear the slave driver’s(V) shout.(W)
19 The small and the great are there,(X)
    and the slaves are freed from their owners.

20 “Why is light given to those in misery,
    and life to the bitter of soul,(Y)
21 to those who long for death that does not come,(Z)
    who search for it more than for hidden treasure,(AA)
22 who are filled with gladness
    and rejoice when they reach the grave?(AB)
23 Why is life given to a man
    whose way is hidden,(AC)
    whom God has hedged in?(AD)
24 For sighing(AE) has become my daily food;(AF)
    my groans(AG) pour out like water.(AH)
25 What I feared has come upon me;
    what I dreaded(AI) has happened to me.(AJ)
26 I have no peace,(AK) no quietness;
    I have no rest,(AL) but only turmoil.”(AM)

Footnotes

  1. Job 3:8 Or curse the sea