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Job 3

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1After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
2And Job answered and said:
3Let the day perish wherein I was born,
And the night which said, There is a man child conceived
4Let that day be darkness;
Let not God regard it from above,
Neither let the light shine upon it
5Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own;
Let a cloud dwell upon it;
Let all that maketh black the day terrify it.
6As for that night, let thick darkness seize upon it:
Let it not rejoice among the days of the year;
Let it not come into the number of the months
7Lo, let that night be barren;
Let no joyful voice come therein
8Let them curse it that curse the day,
Who are ready to rouse up leviathan
9Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark:
Let it look for light, but have none;
Neither let it behold the eyelids of the morning:
10Because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb,
Nor hid trouble from mine eyes
11Why died I not from the womb?
Why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?
12Why did the knees receive me?
or why the breasts, that I should suck?
13For now should I have lain down and been quiet;
I should have slept; then had I been at rest:
14With kings and counsellors of the earth,
Which built up waste places for themselves;
15Or with princes that had gold,
Who filled their houses with silver:
16Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been;
As infants which never saw light
17There the wicked cease from troubling;
And there the weary be at rest
18There the prisoners are at ease together;
They hear not the voice of the taskmaster
19The small and great are there;
And the servant is free from his master
20Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery,
And life unto the bitter in soul;
21Which long for death, but it cometh not;
And dig for it more than for hid treasures;
22Which rejoice exceedingly,
And are glad, when they can find the grave?
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hid,
And whom God hath hedged in?
24For my sighing cometh before I eat,
And my roarings are poured out like water
25For the thing which I fear cometh upon me,
And that which I am afraid of cometh unto me
26I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest;
But trouble cometh.

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