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“May the day of my birth perish, and the night that said, ‘A boy is conceived!’ That day—may it turn to darkness; may God above not care about it; may no light shine on it. May gloom and utter darkness claim it once more; may a cloud settle over it; may blackness overwhelm it. That night—may thick darkness seize it; may it not be included among the days of the year nor be entered in any of the months. May that night be barren; may no shout of joy be heard in it. May those who curse days curse that day, those who are ready to rouse Leviathan. May its morning stars become dark; may it wait for daylight in vain and not see the first rays of dawn, for it did not shut the doors of the womb on me to hide trouble from my eyes.

“Let the day perish on which I was born, and the night that said, ‘A man is conceived.’ Let that day be darkness! May God above not seek it, nor light shine upon it. Let gloom and deep darkness claim it. Let clouds dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it. That night—let thick darkness seize it! Let it not rejoice among the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months. Behold, let that night be barren; let no joyful cry enter it. Let those curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up Leviathan. Let the stars of its dawn be dark; let it hope for light, but have none, nor see the eyelids of the morning, because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb, nor hide trouble from my eyes.

“Let the day of my birth be erased, and the night I was conceived. Let that day be turned to darkness. Let it be lost even to God on high, and let no light shine on it. Let the darkness and utter gloom claim that day for its own. Let a black cloud overshadow it, and let the darkness terrify it. Let that night be blotted off the calendar, never again to be counted among the days of the year, never again to appear among the months. Let that night be childless. Let it have no joy. Let those who are experts at cursing— whose cursing could rouse Leviathan— curse that day. Let its morning stars remain dark. Let it hope for light, but in vain; may it never see the morning light. Curse that day for failing to shut my mother’s womb, for letting me be born to see all this trouble.

May the day I was born perish, and the night that said, “A boy is conceived.”  If only that day had turned to darkness! May God above not care about it, or light shine on it. May darkness and gloom  reclaim it, and a cloud settle over it. May what darkens the day terrify it. If only darkness had taken that night away! May it not appear  among the days of the year or be listed in the calendar.  Yes, may that night be barren; may no joyful shout  be heard in it. Let those who curse days condemn  it, those who are ready to rouse Leviathan.  May its morning stars grow dark. May it wait for daylight but have none; may it not see the breaking  of dawn. For that night did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb, and hide sorrow from my eyes.

Let the day perish wherein I was born, And the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived. Let that day be darkness; Let not God regard it from above, Neither let the light shine upon it. Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; Let a cloud dwell upon it; Let the blackness of the day terrify it. As for that night, let darkness seize upon it; Let it not be joined unto the days of the year, Let it not come into the number of the months. Lo, let that night be solitary, Let no joyful voice come therein. Let them curse it that curse the day, Who are ready to raise up their mourning. Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; Let it look for light, but have none; Neither let it see the dawning of the day: Because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb, Nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.

“May the day perish on which I was born, And the night in which it was said, ‘A male child is conceived.’ May that day be darkness; May God above not seek it, Nor the light shine upon it. May darkness and the shadow of death claim it; May a cloud settle on it; May the blackness of the day terrify it. As for that night, may darkness seize it; May it not rejoice among the days of the year, May it not come into the number of the months. Oh, may that night be barren! May no joyful shout come into it! May those curse it who curse the day, Those who are ready to arouse Leviathan. May the stars of its morning be dark; May it look for light, but have none, And not see the dawning of the day; Because it did not shut up the doors of my mother’s womb, Nor hide sorrow from my eyes.

“Obliterate the day I was born. Blank out the night I was conceived! Let it be a black hole in space. May God above forget it ever happened. Erase it from the books! May the day of my birth be buried in deep darkness, shrouded by the fog, swallowed by the night. And the night of my conception—the devil take it! Rip the date off the calendar, delete it from the almanac. Oh, turn that night into pure nothingness— no sounds of pleasure from that night, ever! May those who are good at cursing curse that day. Unleash the sea beast, Leviathan, on it. May its morning stars turn to black cinders, waiting for a daylight that never comes, never once seeing the first light of dawn. And why? Because it released me from my mother’s womb into a life with so much trouble.

“May the day on which I was to be born perish, As well as the night which said, ‘A boy is conceived.’ “May that day be darkness; May God above not care for it, Nor light shine on it. “May darkness and black gloom claim it; May a cloud settle on it; May the blackness of the day terrify it. “As for that night, may darkness seize it; May it not rejoice among the days of the year; May it not come into the number of the months. “Behold, may that night be barren; May no joyful shout enter it. “May those curse it who curse the day, Who are prepared to disturb Leviathan. “May the stars of its twilight be darkened; May it wait for light but have none, And may it not see the breaking dawn; Because it did not shut the opening of my mother’s womb, Or hide trouble from my eyes.

“Let the day on which I was born perish, And the night which announced: ‘There is a man-child conceived.’ “May that day be darkness; Let God above not care about it, Nor light shine on it. “Let darkness and gloom claim it for their own; Let a cloud settle upon it; Let all that blackens the day terrify it (the day that I was born). “As for that night, let darkness seize it; Let it not rejoice among the days of the year; Let it not be counted in the number of the months. “Behold, let that night be barren [and empty]; Let no joyful voice enter it. “Let those curse it who curse the day, Who are skilled in rousing up Leviathan. “Let the stars of its early dawn be dark; Let the morning wait in vain for the light, Let it not see the eyelids of morning (the day’s dawning), Because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb, Nor hide trouble from my eyes.

“Let the day on which I was born perish, and the night that said, ‘A man has been conceived!’ That day – let it be darkness; let not God on high regard it, nor let light shine on it! Let darkness and the deepest shadow claim it; let a cloud settle on it; let whatever blackens the day terrify it! That night – let darkness seize it; let it not be included among the days of the year; let it not enter among the number of the months! Indeed, let that night be barren; let no shout of joy penetrate it! Let those who curse the day curse it – those who are prepared to rouse Leviathan. Let its morning stars be darkened; let it wait for daylight but find none, nor let it see the first rays of dawn, because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb on me, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes!