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."