Job 3 — YLT

3Verse 1After this hath Job opened his mouth, and revileth his day.^{Verse 2}And Job answereth and saith: —^{Verse 3}Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: 'A man-child hath been conceived.'^{Verse 4}That day — let it be darkness, Let not God require it from above, Nor let light shine upon it.^{Verse 5}Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud tabernacle upon it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days.^{Verse 6}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.^{Verse 7}Lo! that night — let it be gloomy, Let no singing come into it.^{Verse 8}Let the cursers of day mark it, Who are ready to wake up Leviathan.^{Verse 9}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.^{Verse 10}Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.^{Verse 11}Why from the womb do I not die? From the belly I have come forth and gasp!^{Verse 12}Wherefore have knees been before me? And what [are] breasts, that I suck?^{Verse 13}For now, I have lain down, and am quiet, I have slept — then there is rest to me,^{Verse 14}With kings and counsellors of earth, These building wastes for themselves.^{Verse 15}Or with princes — they have gold, They are filling their houses [with] silver.^{Verse 16}(Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants — they have not seen light.)^{Verse 17}There the wicked have ceased troubling, And there rest do the wearied in power.^{Verse 18}Together prisoners have been at ease, They have not heard the voice of an exactor,^{Verse 19}Small and great [are] there the same. And a servant [is] free from his lord.^{Verse 20}Why giveth He to the miserable light, and life to the bitter soul?^{Verse 21}Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.^{Verse 22}Who are glad — unto joy, They rejoice when they find a grave.^{Verse 23}To a man whose way hath been hidden, And whom God doth shut up?^{Verse 24}For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters [are] my roarings.^{Verse 25}For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me.^{Verse 26}I was not safe — nor was I quiet — Nor was I at rest — and trouble cometh!