Job 3

1After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day he was born. 2He said, 3“May the day on which I was born perish, 4May that day be dark; 5May darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. 6As for that night, may thick darkness seize it. 7See, may that night be barren; 8May they curse that day, 9May the stars of that day's dawn be dark. 10because it did not shut up the doors of my mother's womb, 11Why did I not die when I came out from the womb? 12Why did her knees welcome me? 13For now I would have been lying down quietly. 14with kings and counselors of the earth, 15Or I would have been lying with princes who once had gold, 16Or perhaps I would have been stillborn, 17There the wicked cease from trouble; 18There the prisoners are at ease together; 19Both small and great people are there; 20Why is light given to him who is in misery? 21to one who longs for death without it coming; 22Why is light given to one who rejoices very much 23Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, 24For my sighing happens instead of eating; 25For the thing that I feared has come on me;