[1] After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth. [2]
Job answered: [3] "Let the day perish in which I was born,    The night
which said, `There is a man-child conceived.` [4] Let that day be darkness;
   Don`t let God from above seek for it,    Neither let the light shine on
it. [5] Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own.	Let
a cloud dwell on it.	Let all that makes black the day terrify it. [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. [7]
Behold, let that night be barren.    Let no joyful voice come therein. [8]
Let them curse it who curse the day,	Who are ready to rouse up
leviathan. [9] Let the stars of the twilight of it be dark.    Let it look
for light, but have none,    Neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
[10] Because it didn`t shut up the doors of my mother`s womb,	 Nor did it
hide trouble from my eyes. [11] "Why didn`t I die from the womb?    Why
didn`t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me? [12] Why did the knees
receive me?    Or why the breast, that I should suck? [13] For now should I
have lain down and been quiet.	  I should have slept, then I would have
been at rest, [14] With kings and counselors of the earth,    Who built up
waste places for themselves; [15] Or with princes who had gold,    Who
filled their houses with silver: [16] Or as a hidden untimely birth I had
not been,    As infants who never saw light. [17] There the wicked cease
from troubling;    There the weary are at rest. [18] There the prisoners
are at ease together.	 They don`t hear the voice of the taskmaster. [19]
The small and the great are there.    The servant is free from his master.
[20] "Why is light given to him who is in misery,    Life to the bitter in
soul, [21] Who long for death, but it doesn`t come;    Dig for it more than
for hidden treasures, [22] Who rejoice exceedingly,    Are glad, when they
can find the grave? [23] Why is light given to a man whose way is hid,	 
Whom God has hedged in? [24] For my sighing comes before I eat,    My
groanings are poured out like water. [25] For the thing which I fear comes
on me,	  That which I am afraid of comes to me. [26] I am not at ease,
neither am I quiet, neither have I rest;    But trouble comes."