1.After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
3.Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived.
4.Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.
7.Lo, let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come therein.
10.Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.
11.Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?
12.Why did the knees prevent me? or why the breasts that I should suck?
13.For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
14.With kings and counsellers of the earth, which built desolate places for themselves;
15.Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver:
16.Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants which never saw light.
18.There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor.
19.The small and great are there; and the servant is free from his master.
20.Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul;
22.Which 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?
26.I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.