| Chapter 3 |
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After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth. |
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Job answered: |
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"Let the day perish in which I was born, The night which said, `There is a man-child conceived.` |
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Let that day be darkness; Don`t let God from above seek for it, Neither let the light shine on it. |
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Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let all that makes black the day terrify it. |
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As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months. |
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Behold, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come therein. |
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Let them curse it who curse the day, Who are ready to rouse up leviathan. |
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Let the stars of the twilight of it be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, Neither let it see the eyelids of the morning, |
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Because it didn`t shut up the doors of my mother`s womb, Nor did it hide trouble from my eyes. |
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"Why didn`t I die from the womb? Why didn`t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me? |
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Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should suck? |
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For now should I have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest, |
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With kings and counselors of the earth, Who built up waste places for themselves; |
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Or with princes who had gold, Who filled their houses with silver: |
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Or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, As infants who never saw light. |
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There the wicked cease from troubling; There the weary are at rest. |
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There the prisoners are at ease together. They don`t hear the voice of the taskmaster. |
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The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master. |
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"Why is light given to him who is in misery, Life to the bitter in soul, |
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Who long for death, but it doesn`t come; Dig for it more than for hidden treasures, |
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Who rejoice exceedingly, Are glad, when they can find the grave? |
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Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, Whom God has hedged in? |
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For my sighing comes before I eat, My groanings are poured out like water. |
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For the thing which I fear comes on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me. |
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I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; But trouble comes." |