Job Chapter 3

1 Afterward Job cursed the day he was born: [ 2 ]

3 “Perish the day I was born,

                  the night I was conceived.

            4 May that be a dark day;

                  let God above not care about it

                  or any light shine on it.

            5 Let darkness and gloom claim it,

                  dark clouds cover it, and darkness make it terrifying.

            6 Let darkness seize that night;

                  let it not celebrate among the days of the year

                  or be counted among the months.

            7 Let that night be barren,

                  and no joyful shout be heard in it.

            8 Let them curse it who curse the daytime,

                  who dare to arouse Leviathan.

            9 Let its morning stars be blacked out;

                        let it hope for light, but not get any,

                        or see the eyelids of the morning;

                  10 because it didn’t shut my mother’s womb

                        or hide trouble from me.                                

Job 3:1-10

                        11 “Why didn’t I die at birth—

                               just come out of the womb and die?

                        12 Why did the knees receive me

                              and the breasts that nursed me?

                        13 Then I would’ve lain down in peace;                     

                                    I would’ve slept and been at rest

                              14 with kings and advisors

                                    that rebuilt ruins for themselves,

                              15 with rulers that had gold

                                    and filled their houses with silver.

                        16 Why wasn’t I a miscarriage that was discarded,

                              that never saw the light of day?

                        17 Sinners stop raging in death,

                              and the weary rest.

                        18 Captives are at ease together;

                              they don’t hear a taskmaster.

                        19 The least and the greatest are there;

                              slaves are free from their masters.                      

Job 3:11-19

                        20 “Why does light come to those who are suffering,

                                    and life to the bitter;

                  21 to people who long for death and it doesn’t come,

                        who dig for it more than for hidden treasure;

                  22 who celebrate greatly,

                        glad to find the grave?

            23 Why is light given to someone with no future,

                  someone God has hemmed in with difficulties?

            24 I sigh at the sight of food

                        and pour out groans like water;

                  25 because what I’m afraid of comes at me,

                        and what I dread happens to me.

            26 I’m not at ease, I’m not at peace;

From the CNT translation by Virgil Warren, PhD