Job 3 — BBE
3Verse 1Then, opening his mouth, and cursing the day of his birth,Verse 2Job made answer and said,Verse 3Let destruction take the day of my birth, and the night on which it was said, A man child has come into the world.Verse 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;Verse 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.Verse 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.Verse 7As for that night, let it have no fruit; let no voice of joy be sounded in it;Verse 8Let it be cursed by those who put a curse on the day; who are ready to make Leviathan awake.Verse 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.Verse 10Because it did not keep the doors of my mother's body shut, so that trouble might be veiled from my eyes.Verse 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?Verse 12Why did the knees take me, or why the breasts that they might give me milk?Verse 13For then I might have gone to my rest in quiet, and in sleep have been in peace,Verse 14With kings and the wise ones of the earth, who put up great houses for themselves;Verse 15Or with rulers who had gold, and whose houses were full of silver;Verse 16Or as a child dead at birth I might never have come into existence; like young children who have not seen the light.Verse 17There the passions of the evil are over, and those whose strength has come to an end have rest.Verse 18There the prisoners are at peace together; the voice of the overseer comes not again to their ears.Verse 19The small and the great are there, and the servant is free from his master.Verse 20Why does he give light to him who is in trouble, and life to the bitter in soul;Verse 21To those whose desire is for death, but it comes not; who are searching for it more than for secret wealth;Verse 22Who are glad with great joy, and full of delight when they come to their last resting-place;Verse 23To a man whose way is veiled, and who is shut in by God?Verse 24In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.Verse 25For I have a fear and it comes on me, and my heart is greatly troubled.Verse 26I have no peace, no quiet, and no rest; nothing but pain comes on me.