Job 3

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

1Then, opening his mouth, and cursing the day of his birth,

2And Job spake, and said,

2Job made answer and said,

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

3Let destruction take the day of my birth, and the night on which it was said, A man child has come into the world.

4Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.

4That day--let it be dark; let not God take note of it from on high, and let not the light be shining on it;

5Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.

5Let the dark and the black night take it for themselves; let it be covered with a cloud; let the dark shades of day send fear on it.

6As 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.

6That night--let the thick dark take it; let it not have joy among the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months.

7Lo, let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come therein.

7As for that night, let it have no fruit; let no voice of joy be sounded in it;

8Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to raise up their mourning.

8Let it be cursed by those who put a curse on the day; who are ready to make Leviathan awake.

9Let 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:

9Let its morning stars be dark; let it be looking for light, but may it not have any; let it not see the eyes of the dawn.

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

10Because it did not keep the doors of my mother's body shut, so that trouble might be veiled from my eyes.

11Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?

11Why did death not take me when I came out of my mother's body, why did I not, when I came out, give up my last breath?

12Why did the knees prevent me? or why the breasts that I should suck?

12Why did the knees take me, or why the breasts that they might give me milk?

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

13For then I might have gone to my rest in quiet, and in sleep have been in peace,

14With kings and counsellors of the earth, which built desolate places for themselves;

14With kings and the wise ones of the earth, who put up great houses for themselves;

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

15Or with rulers who had gold, and whose houses were full of silver;

16Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants which never saw light.

16Or as a child dead at birth I might never have come into existence; like young children who have not seen the light.

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

17There the passions of the evil are over, and those whose strength has come to an end have rest.

18There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor.

18There the prisoners are at peace together; the voice of the overseer comes not again to their ears.

19The small and great are there; and the servant is free from his master.

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

20Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul;

20Why does he give light to him who is in trouble, and life to the bitter in soul;

21Which long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;

21To those whose desire is for death, but it comes not; who are searching for it more than for secret wealth;

22Which rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?

22Who are glad with great joy, and full of delight when they come to their last resting-place;

23Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?

23To a man whose way is veiled, and who is shut in by God?

24For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.

24In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.

25For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.

25For I have a fear and it comes on me, and my heart is greatly troubled.

26I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.

26I have no peace, no quiet, and no rest; nothing but pain comes on me.