Job 3

¹After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.

²And Job answered and said:

³Let the day perish wherein I was born, And the night which said, There is a man-child conceived.

⁴Let that day be darkness; Let not God from above seek for it, Neither let the light shine upon it.

⁵Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own; Let a cloud dwell upon it; Let all that maketh black the day terrify it.

⁶As for that night, let thick darkness seize upon it: Let it not rejoice among the days of the year; Let it not come into the number of the months.

⁷Lo, let that night be barren; Let no joyful voice come therein.

⁸Let them curse it that curse the day, Who are ready to rouse up leviathan.

⁹Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark: Let it look for light, but have none; Neither let it behold the eyelids of the morning:

¹⁰Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb, Nor hid trouble from mine eyes.

¹¹Why died I not from the womb? Why did I not give up the ghost when my mother bare me?

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

¹³For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest,

¹⁴With kings and counsellors of the earth, Who built up waste places for themselves;