“1 After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day. 2 And Job
spake, and said, 3 Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night
[in which] it was said, There is a man child conceived. 4 Let that day
be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light
shine upon it. 5 Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a
cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it. 6 As [for]
that night, let darkness seize upon it; let it not be joined unto the
days of the year, let it not come into the number of the months. 7 Lo,
let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come therein. 8 Let them
curse it that curse the day, who are ready to raise up their mourning. 9
Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for light,
but [have] none; neither let it see the dawning of the day: 10 Because
it shut not up the doors of my [mother’s] womb, nor hid sorrow from mine
eyes.”
“11 Why died I not from the womb? [why] did I [not] give up the ghost
when I came out of the belly? 12 Why did the knees prevent me? or why
the breasts that I should suck? 13 For now should I have lain still and
been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest, 14 With kings
and counsellors of the earth, which built desolate places for
themselves; 15 Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses
with silver: 16 Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as
infants [which] never saw light. 17 There the wicked cease [from]
troubling; and there the weary be at rest. 18 [There] the prisoners rest
together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor. 19 The small and
great are there; and the servant [is] free from his master.”
“20 Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto
the bitter [in] soul; 21 Which long for death, but it [cometh] not; and
dig for it more than for hid treasures; 22 Which rejoice exceedingly,
[and] are glad, when they can find the grave? 23 [Why is light given] to
a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in? 24 For my sighing
cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters. 25
For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I
was afraid of is come unto me. 26 I was not in safety, neither had I
rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.” (Job 3:1-26 AV)
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