Job 03 Job Curses His Birth and Laments His Misery

 Job 03

Job Curses His Birth and Laments His Misery

1 Then Job opened his mouth and cursed his day.

2 And Job spoke and said,

3 Let the day perish when I was born, and the night in which it was said, "A man is conceived!"

4 Let that day be turned into darkness; let God from above not care for it, nor let any light shine upon it.

5 Let darkness and the shadow of death defile it; let clouds dwell upon it; let the black vapors of the day terrify it!

6 Let darkness take possession of that night, and let it not rejoice among the days of the year, and let it not enter among the number of the months!

7 Oh, let that night be lonely, and let no sweet music enter it!

8 Let those who curse the day curse it, who are ready to let their mourning flow.

9 Let the stars of her twilight be darkened; let her wait for light, and not come; let her not see the eyelids of the morning!

10 Because she has not shut the doors of my womb; nor has she hidden my toil from my eyes.

11 Did I not die from the womb, and when I came forth I expired?

12 Why did the knees receive me? or the breasts, that I might suck?

13 For now I would lie down and be quiet; I would sleep, and then there would be rest for me,

14 With kings and counselors of the earth, who built themselves houses in the desolate places.

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

16 Or like a hidden untimely birth, I would not be, like infants who never see the light.

17 There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary rest. 

18 There the prisoners rest together, and do not hear the voice of the taskmaster; 

19 There the small and the great are, and the servant is free from his master. 

20 Why is light given to the poor, and life to those who are bitter in spirit, 

21 Who wait for death, and it does not come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures; 

22 Who leap for joy and are glad when they find the grave? 

23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, and from whom God has hidden it? 

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

25 For what I feared has come upon me, and what I dreaded has happened to me. 

26 I have not been at ease, nor have I rested, nor have I had rest; but trouble has come upon me.