1After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
2And Job answered and said:
3Let the day perish wherein I was born,
4Let that day be darkness; Let not God from above seek for 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:
7Lo, let that night be barren; Let no joyful voice come therein.
8Let them curse it that curse the day,
9Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark:
10Because it shut not up the doors of my [mother's] womb,
11Why died I not from the womb?
12Why did the knees receive me?
13For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest,
14With kings and counselors of the earth,
15Or with princes that had gold,
16Or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been,
17There the wicked cease from troubling; And there the weary are at rest.
18There the prisoners are at ease together; They hear not the voice of the taskmaster.
19The small and the great are there:
20Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery,
21Who long for death, but it cometh not,
22Who rejoice exceedingly,
23[Why is light given] to a man whose way is hid,
24For my sighing cometh before I eat,
25For the thing which I fear cometh upon me,
26I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; But trouble cometh.