Old Testament · Poetry and wisdom

Job chapter 3

After that, Job opened his mouth and .Job :Let the day I was born , and the night that said, “ has been conceived.”That day — . Let God above not . Let no light break over it.Let darkness and . Let a cloud move in and settle on it. Let whatever swallows the daylight terrify it.That night — let the thick dark take hold of it. Let it not join the days of the year; let it never enter .Look — let that night be . Let no get in.Let curse it — the ones ready to rouse .Let the stars of its dawn go black. Let it wait for light and find none. Let it never see lift.Because it didn’t shut the doors of the womb I came from, or hide this from my eyes.Why didn’t I die in the womb, come out of my mother and ?Why were there , breasts for me to nurse?By now I’d be lying down, . I’d be asleep. I’d have rest —with kings and the counselors of the earth, who built themselves ,or with rulers who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.Or I’d be a , buried out of sight, like the infants who never saw light. the guilty stop their ; down there lie down and rest.Prisoners are at ease together; they don’t hear the ’s voice.Small and great are the same there, and the slave is free of his master.Why a man in misery, life to people who are —who wait for death and it doesn’t come, who dig for it harder than for ,who would , who would celebrate if they could only find a grave?Why light for , a man God has ?My sighing ; my pours out of me like water. has come for me; what I was afraid of has found me.I have no ease. I have . And the keeps coming.