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

“Let the day perish in which I was born,
    the night which said, ‘There is a boy conceived.’
Let that day be darkness.
    Don’t let God from above seek for it,
    neither let the light shine on it.
Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own.
    Let a cloud dwell on it.
    Let all that makes the day black terrify it.
As for that night, let thick darkness seize on 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 voice come therein.
Let them curse it who curse the day,
    who are ready to rouse up leviathan.
Let the stars of its twilight be dark.
    Let it look for light, but have none,
    neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
10 because it didn’t shut up the doors of my mother’s womb,
    nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.

11 “Why didn’t I die from the womb?
    Why didn’t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
12 Why did the knees receive me?
    Or why the breast, that I should nurse?
13 For now I should have lain down and been quiet.
    I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,
14 with kings and counselors of the earth,
    who built up waste places for themselves;
15 or with princes who had gold,
    who filled their houses with silver:
16 or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been,
    as infants who never saw light.
17 There the wicked cease from troubling.
    There the weary are at rest.
18 There the prisoners are at ease together.
    They don’t hear the voice of the taskmaster.
19 The small and the great are there.
    The servant is free from his master.

20 “Why is light given to him who is in misery,
    life to the bitter in soul,
21 Who long for death, but it doesn’t come;
    and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
22 who rejoice exceedingly,
    and are glad, when they can find the grave?
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden,
    whom God has hedged in?
24 For my sighing comes before I eat.
    My groanings are poured out like water.
25 For the thing which I fear comes on me,
    That which I am afraid of comes to me.
26 I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither do I have rest;
    but trouble comes.”

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Job’s First Speech

At last Job spoke, and he cursed the day of his birth. He said:

“Let the day of my birth be erased,
    and the night I was conceived.
Let that day be turned to darkness.
    Let it be lost even to God on high,
    and let no light shine on it.
Let the darkness and utter gloom claim that day for its own.
    Let a black cloud overshadow it,
    and let the darkness terrify it.
Let that night be blotted off the calendar,
    never again to be counted among the days of the year,
    never again to appear among the months.
Let that night be childless.
    Let it have no joy.
Let those who are experts at cursing—
    whose cursing could rouse Leviathan[a]
    curse that day.
Let its morning stars remain dark.
    Let it hope for light, but in vain;
    may it never see the morning light.
10 Curse that day for failing to shut my mother’s womb,
    for letting me be born to see all this trouble.

11 “Why wasn’t I born dead?
    Why didn’t I die as I came from the womb?
12 Why was I laid on my mother’s lap?
    Why did she nurse me at her breasts?
13 Had I died at birth, I would now be at peace.
    I would be asleep and at rest.
14 I would rest with the world’s kings and prime ministers,
    whose great buildings now lie in ruins.
15 I would rest with princes, rich in gold,
    whose palaces were filled with silver.
16 Why wasn’t I buried like a stillborn child,
    like a baby who never lives to see the light?
17 For in death the wicked cause no trouble,
    and the weary are at rest.
18 Even captives are at ease in death,
    with no guards to curse them.
19 Rich and poor are both there,
    and the slave is free from his master.

20 “Oh, why give light to those in misery,
    and life to those who are bitter?
21 They long for death, and it won’t come.
    They search for death more eagerly than for hidden treasure.
22 They’re filled with joy when they finally die,
    and rejoice when they find the grave.
23 Why is life given to those with no future,
    those God has surrounded with difficulties?
24 I cannot eat for sighing;
    my groans pour out like water.
25 What I always feared has happened to me.
    What I dreaded has come true.
26 I have no peace, no quietness.
    I have no rest; only trouble comes.”

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Footnotes

  1. 3:8 The identification of Leviathan is disputed, ranging from an earthly creature to a mythical sea monster in ancient literature.