1 After this Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth. 2 And Job 1 spoke, and said:
  
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    "May a  the day perish on which I was born, 
 And the night in which it was said, 
 'A male child is conceived.'
  
  
  
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    May that day be darkness; 
 May God above not seek it, 
 Nor the light shine upon it.
  
  
  
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    May darkness and  b the shadow of death claim it; 
 May a cloud settle on it; 
 May the blackness of the day terrify it.
  
  
  
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    As for that night, may darkness seize it; 
 May it not  2 rejoice among the days of the year, 
 May it not come into the number of the months.
  
  
  
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    Oh, may that night be barren! 
 May no joyful shout come into it!
  
  
  
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    May those curse it who curse the day, 
 Those  c who are ready to arouse Leviathan.
  
  
  
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    May the stars of its morning be dark; 
 May it look for light, but have none, 
 And not see the  3 dawning of the day;
  
  
  
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    Because it did not shut up the doors of my mother's womb, 
 Nor hide sorrow from my eyes.
  
    
  
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    "Why d  did I not die at birth? 
 Why did I not  4 perish when I came from the womb?
  
  
  
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     e  Why did the knees receive me? 
 Or why the breasts, that I should nurse?
  
  
  
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    For now I would have lain still and been quiet, 
 I would have been asleep; 
 Then I would have been at rest
  
  
  
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    With kings and counselors of the earth, 
 Who  f built ruins for themselves,
  
  
  
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    Or with princes who had gold, 
 Who filled their houses with silver;
  
  
  
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    Or why was I not hidden  g like a stillborn child, 
 Like infants who never saw light?
  
  
  
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    There the wicked cease from troubling, 
 And there the  5 weary are at  h rest.
  
  
  
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    There the prisoners  6 rest together; 
  i  They do not hear the voice of the oppressor.
  
  
  
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    The small and great are there, 
 And the servant is free from his master.
  
    
  
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    "Why j  is light given to him who is in misery, 
 And life to the  k bitter of soul,
  
  
  
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    Who  l long 7  for death, but it does not come, 
 And search for it more than  m hidden treasures;
  
  
  
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    Who rejoice exceedingly, 
 And are glad when they can find the  n grave?
  
  
  
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    Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, 
  o  And whom God has hedged in?
  
  
  
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    For my sighing comes before  8 I eat, 
 And my groanings pour out like water.
  
  
  
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    For the thing I greatly  p feared has come upon me, 
 And what I dreaded has happened to me.
  
  
  
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    I am not at ease, nor am I quiet; 
 I have no rest, for trouble comes."