Job 3:11-19

New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition

¹¹ “Why did I not die at birth,
    come forth from the womb and expire?^(A)
12 Why were there knees to receive me
    or breasts for me to suck?^(B)
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,^(C)
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?^(D)
17 There the wicked cease from troubling,
    and there the weary are at rest.^(E)
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.