Job 3
1 After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed his day,
After this hath Job opened his mouth, and revileth his day.
2 saying,
And Job answereth and saith: —
3 Let the day perish in which I was born, and that night in which they said, Behold a man-child!
Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: 'A man-child hath been conceived.'
4 Let that night be darkness, and let not the Lord regard it from above, neither let light come upon it.
That day — let it be darkness, Let not God require it from above, Nor let light shine upon it.
5 But let darkness and the shadow of death seize it; let blackness come upon it;
Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud tabernacle upon it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days.
6 let that day and night be cursed, let darkness carry them away; let it not come into the days of the year, neither let it be numbered with the days of the months.
That night — let thick darkness take it, Let it not be united to days of the year, Into the number of months let it not come.
7 But let that night be pain, and let not mirth come upon it, nor joy.
Lo! that night — let it be gloomy, Let no singing come into it.
8 But let him that curses that day curse it, [even] he that is ready to attack the great whale.
Let the cursers of day mark it, Who are ready to wake up Leviathan.
9 Let the stars of that night be darkened; let it remain [dark], and not come into light; and let it not see the morning star arise:
Let the stars of its twilight be dark, Let it wait for light, and there is none, And let it not look on the eyelids of the dawn.
10 because it shut not up the gates of my mother's womb, for [so] it would have removed sorrow from my eyes.
Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.
11 For why died I not in the belly? and [why] did I not come forth from the womb and die immediately?
Why from the womb do I not die? From the belly I have come forth and gasp!
12 and why did the knees support me? and why did I suck the breasts?
Wherefore have knees been before me? And what [are] breasts, that I suck?
13 Now I should have lain down and been quiet, I should have slept and been at rest,
For now, I have lain down, and am quiet, I have slept — then there is rest to me,
14 with kings [and] councillors of the earth, who gloried in [their] swords;
With kings and counsellors of earth, These building wastes for themselves.
15 or with rulers, whose gold was abundant, who filled their houses with silver:
Or with princes — they have gold, They are filling their houses [with] silver.
16 or [I should have been] as an untimely birth proceeding from his mother's womb, or as infants who never saw light.
(Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants — they have not seen light.)
17 There the ungodly have burnt out the fury of rage; there the wearied in body rest.
There the wicked have ceased troubling, And there rest do the wearied in power.
18 And the men of old time have together ceased to hear the exactor's voice.
Together prisoners have been at ease, They have not heard the voice of an exactor,
19 The small and great are there, and the servant that feared his lord.
Small and great [are] there the same. And a servant [is] free from his lord.
20 For why is light given to those who are in bitterness, and life to those souls which are in griefs?
Why giveth He to the miserable light, and life to the bitter soul?
21 who desire death, and obtain it not, digging [for it] as [for] treasures;
Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.
22 and would be very joyful if they should gain it?
Who are glad — unto joy, They rejoice when they find a grave.
23 Death [is] rest to [such] a man, for God has hedged him in.
To a man whose way hath been hidden, And whom God doth shut up?
24 For my groaning comes before my food, and I weep being beset with terror.
For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters [are] my roarings.
25 For the terror of which I meditated has come upon me, and that which I had feared has befallen me.
For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me.
26 I was not at peace, nor quiet, nor had I rest; yet wrath came upon me.
I was not safe — nor was I quiet — Nor was I at rest — and trouble cometh!
