Job 3
1 After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
| אַחֲרֵי־כֵן פָּתַח אִיּוֹב אֶת־פִּיהוּ וַיְקַלֵּל אֶת־יוֹמֽוֹ׃ |
2 And Job spoke, and said:
| וַיַּעַן אִיּוֹב וַיֹּאמַֽר׃ |
3 Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night wherein it was said: 'A man-child is brought forth.'
| יֹאבַד יוֹם אִוָּלֶד בּוֹ וְהַלַּיְלָה אָמַר הֹרָה גָֽבֶר׃ |
4 Let that day be darkness; let not God inquire after it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.
| הַיּוֹם הַהוּא יְֽהִי חֹשֶׁךְ אַֽל־יִדְרְשֵׁהוּ אֱלוֹהַּ מִמָּעַל וְאַל־תּוֹפַע עָלָיו נְהָרָֽה׃ |
5 Let 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.
| יִגְאָלֻהוּ חֹשֶׁךְ וְצַלְמָוֶת תִּשְׁכָּן־עָלָיו עֲנָנָה יְבַעֲתֻהוּ כִּֽמְרִירֵי יֽוֹם׃ |
6 As for that night, let thick darkness seize upon it; let it not rejoice among the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months.
| הַלַּיְלָה הַהוּא יִקָּחֵהוּ אֹפֶל אַל־יִחַדְּ בִּימֵי שָׁנָה בְּמִסְפַּר יְרָחִים אַל־יָבֹֽא׃ |
7 Lo, let that night be desolate; let no joyful voice come therein.
| הִנֵּה הַלַּיְלָה הַהוּא יְהִי גַלְמוּד אַל־תָּבֹא רְנָנָה בֽוֹ׃ |
8 Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.
| יִקְּבֻהוּ אֹרְרֵי־יוֹם הָעֲתִידִים עֹרֵר לִוְיָתָֽן׃ |
9 Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it behold the eyelids of the morning;
| יֶחְשְׁכוּ כּוֹכְבֵי נִשְׁפּוֹ יְקַו־לְאוֹר וָאַיִן וְאַל־יִרְאֶה בְּעַפְעַפֵּי־שָֽׁחַר׃ |
10 Because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb, nor hid trouble from mine eyes.
| כִּי לֹא סָגַר דַּלְתֵי בִטְנִי וַיַּסְתֵּר עָמָל מֵעֵינָֽי׃ |
11 Why died I not from the womb? Why did I not perish at birth?
| לָמָּה לֹּא מֵרֶחֶם אָמוּת מִבֶּטֶן יָצָאתִי וְאֶגְוָֽע׃ |
12 Why did the knees receive me? And wherefore the breasts, that I should suck?
| מַדּוּעַ קִדְּמוּנִי בִרְכָּיִם וּמַה־שָּׁדַיִם כִּי אִינָֽק׃ |
13 For now should I have lain still and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest —
| כִּֽי־עַתָּה שָׁכַבְתִּי וְאֶשְׁקוֹט יָשַׁנְתִּי אָז ׀ יָנוּחַֽ לִֽי׃ |
14 With kings and counsellors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;
| עִם־מְלָכִים וְיֹעֲצֵי אָרֶץ הַבֹּנִים חֳרָבוֹת לָֽמוֹ׃ |
15 Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver;
| אוֹ עִם־שָׂרִים זָהָב לָהֶם הַֽמְמַלְאִים בָּתֵּיהֶם כָּֽסֶף׃ |
16 Or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants that never saw light.
| אוֹ כְנֵפֶל טָמוּן לֹא אֶהְיֶה כְּעֹלְלִים לֹא־רָאוּ אֽוֹר׃ |
17 There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary are at rest.
| שָׁם רְשָׁעִים חָדְלוּ רֹגֶז וְשָׁם יָנוּחוּ יְגִיעֵי כֹֽחַ׃ |
18 There the prisoners are at ease together; they hear not the voice of the taskmaster.
| יַחַד אֲסִירִים שַׁאֲנָנוּ לֹא שָׁמְעוּ קוֹל נֹגֵֽשׂ׃ |
19 The small and great are there alike; and the servant is free from his master.
| קָטֹן וְגָדוֹל שָׁם הוּא וְעֶבֶד חָפְשִׁי מֵאֲדֹנָֽיו׃ |
20 Wherewith is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul —
| לָמָּה יִתֵּן לְעָמֵל אוֹר וְחַיִּים לְמָרֵי נָֽפֶשׁ׃ |
21 Who long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;
| הַֽמְחַכִּים לַמָּוֶת וְאֵינֶנּוּ וַֽיַּחְפְּרֻהוּ מִמַּטְמוֹנִֽים׃ |
22 Who rejoice unto exultation, and are glad, when they can find the grave? —
| הַשְּׂמֵחִים אֱלֵי־גִיל יָשִׂישׂוּ כִּי יִמְצְאוּ־קָֽבֶר׃ |
23 To a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?
| לְגֶבֶר אֲשֶׁר־דַּרְכּוֹ נִסְתָּרָה וַיָּסֶךְ אֱלוֹהַּ בַּעֲדֽוֹ׃ |
24 For my sighing cometh instead of my food, and my roarings are poured out like water.
| כִּֽי־לִפְנֵי לַחְמִי אַנְחָתִי תָבֹא וַֽיִּתְּכוּ כַמַּיִם שַׁאֲגֹתָֽי׃ |
25 For the thing which I did fear is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of hath overtaken me.
| כִּי פַחַד פָּחַדְתִּי וַיֶּאֱתָיֵנִי וַאֲשֶׁר יָגֹרְתִּי יָבֹא לִֽי׃ |
26 I was not at ease, neither was I quiet, neither had I rest; but trouble came.
| לֹא שָׁלַוְתִּי ׀ וְלֹא שָׁקַטְתִּי וְֽלֹא־נָחְתִּי וַיָּבֹא רֹֽגֶז׃ |
