Job 3:1–10
3 After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.b 2 He said:
3 “May the day of my birth perish,
and the night that said, ‘A boy is conceived!’c
4 That day—may it turn to darkness;
may God above not care about it;
may no light shine on it.
5 May gloom and utter darknessd claim it once more;
may a cloud settle over it;
may blackness overwhelm it.
6 That night—may thick darknesse seize it;
may it not be included among the days of the year
nor be entered in any of the months.
may no shout of joyf be heard in it.
8 May those who curse daysa curse that day,g
those who are ready to rouse Leviathan.h
9 May its morning stars become dark;
may it wait for daylight in vain
and not see the first rays of dawn,i
10 for it did not shut the doors of the womb on me
to hide trouble from my eyes.