Job’s Opening Speech

After this, Job began to speak and cursed the day he was born. He said:

May the day I was born perish,
and the night that said,
“A boy is conceived.”(A)
If only that day had turned to darkness!
May God above not care about it,
or light shine on it.
May darkness and gloom(B) reclaim it,
and a cloud settle over it.
May what darkens the day terrify it.
If only darkness had taken that night away!
May it not appear[a] among the days of the year
or be listed in the calendar.[b]
Yes, may that night be barren;
may no joyful shout(C) be heard in it.
Let those who curse days
condemn(D) it,
those who are ready to rouse Leviathan.(E)
May its morning stars grow dark.
May it wait for daylight but have none;
may it not see the breaking[c] of dawn.
10 For that night did not shut
the doors of my mother’s womb,
and hide sorrow from my eyes.

11 Why was I not stillborn;
why didn’t I die as I came from the womb?(F)
12 Why did the knees receive me,
and why were there breasts for me to nurse?(G)
13 Now I would certainly be lying down in peace;
I would be asleep.(H)
Then I would be at rest(I)
14 with the kings and counselors(J) of the earth,
who rebuilt ruined cities for themselves,
15 or with princes who had gold,
who filled their houses(K) with silver.
16 Or why was I not hidden like a miscarried child,(L)
like infants who never see daylight?
17 There the wicked(M) cease to make trouble,
and there the weary find rest.
18 The captives are completely at rest;(N)
they do not hear a taskmaster’s voice.(O)
19 Both small and great are there,
and the slave is set free from his master.(P)

20 Why is light given to one burdened with grief,
and life to those whose existence is bitter,(Q)
21 who wait for death,(R) but it does not come,
and search for it more than for hidden treasure,
22 who are filled with much joy
and are glad when they reach the grave?(S)
23 Why is life given to a man whose path is hidden,(T)
whom God has hedged in?
24 I sigh when food(U) is put before me,[d]
and my groans pour out like water.(V)
25 For the thing I feared has overtaken me,
and what I dreaded has happened to me.(W)
26 I cannot relax or be calm;
I have no rest,(X) for turmoil has come.

Footnotes

  1. 3:6 LXX, Syr, Tg, Vg; MT reads rejoice
  2. 3:6 Lit or enter the number of months
  3. 3:9 Lit the eyelids
  4. 3:24 Or My sighing serves as my food

After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed his day (birthday).

And Job said,

Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night which announced, There is a man-child conceived.

Let that day be darkness! May not God above regard it, nor light shine upon it.

Let gloom and deep darkness claim it for their own; let a cloud dwell upon it; let all that blackens the day terrify it (the day that I was born).

As for 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.

Yes, let that night be solitary and barren; let no joyful voice come into it.

Let those curse it who curse the day, who are skilled in rousing up Leviathan.

Let the stars of the early dawn of that day be dark; let [the morning] look in vain for the light, nor let it behold the day’s dawning,

10 Because it shut not the doors of my mother’s womb nor hid sorrow and trouble from my eyes.

11 Why was I not stillborn? Why did I not give up the ghost when my mother bore me?

12 Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breasts, that I should suck?

13 For then would I have lain down and been quiet; I would have slept; then would I have been at rest [in death]

14 With kings and counselors of the earth, who built up [now] desolate ruins for themselves,

15 Or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.

16 Or [why] was I not a miscarriage, hidden and put away, as infants who never saw light?

17 There [in death] the wicked cease from troubling, and there the weary are at rest.

18 There the [captive] prisoners rest together; they hear not the taskmaster’s voice.

19 The small and the great are there, and the servant is free from his master.(A)

20 Why is light [of life] given to him who is in misery, and life to the bitter in soul,

21 Who long and wait for death, but it comes not, and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,

22 Who rejoice exceedingly and are elated when they find the grave?

23 [Why is the light of day given] to a man whose way is hidden, and whom God has hedged in?

24 For my sighing comes before my food, and my groanings are poured out like water.

25 For the thing which I greatly fear comes upon me, and that of which I am afraid befalls me.

26 I was not or am not at ease, nor had I or have I rest, nor was I or am I quiet, yet trouble came and still comes [upon me].