Job 3
1 After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed his day.
After this Job has opened his mouth, and reviles his day.
2 Job answered:
And Job answers and says:
3 "Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, 'A man is conceived.'
“Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that has said: A man-child has been conceived.
4 Let that day be darkness. May God above not care about it, neither let the light shine on it.
That day—let it be darkness, Do not let God require it from above, Nor let light shine on it.
5 Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let the blackness of the day terrify it.
Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud dwell on it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days.
6 As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.
That night—let thick darkness take it, Let it not be united to days of the year, Let it not come into the number of months.
7 Look, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come in it.
Behold! That night—let it be barren, Let no singing come into it.
8 Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.
Let the cursers of day mark it, Who are ready to wake up Leviathan.
9 Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
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 did not shut up the doors of my mother's womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
Because it has not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from my eyes.
11 "Why did I not die from the womb? Why did I not give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
Why do I not die from the womb? I have come forth from the belly and gasp!
12 Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should suck?
Why have knees been before me? And what [are] breasts, that I suck?
13 For now should I have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have 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 counselors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;
With kings and counselors of earth, These building ruins for themselves.
15 or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver:
Or with princes—they have gold, They are filling their houses [with] silver.
16 or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.
(Or I am not as a hidden abortion, As infants—they have not seen light.)
17 There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.
There the wicked have ceased troubling, And there the wearied rest in power.
18 There the prisoners are at ease together. They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.
Together prisoners have been at ease, They have not heard the voice of an exactor,
19 The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.
Small and great [are] the same there. And a servant [is] free from his lord.
20 "Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,
Why does He give light to the miserable, and life to the bitter soul?
21 Who long for death, but it doesn't come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.
22 who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?
Who are glad—to joy, They rejoice when they find a grave.
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, whom God has hedged in?
To a man whose way has been hidden, And whom God shuts up?
24 For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
For before my food, my sighing comes, And my roarings [are] poured out as waters.
25 For the thing which I fear comes on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me.
For I feared a fear and it meets me, And what I was afraid of comes to me.
26 I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; but trouble comes."
I was not safe—nor was I quiet—Nor was I at rest—and trouble comes!”
