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1 After this, Job spoke up solemnly, cursing the day he was born. 2 This is what Job said: 3 |Let the day when I was born be annihilated, along with the night when it was announced, 'It's a boy!' 4 Let that day be dark; let God above not care about it; let no light shine over it. 5 Let darkness and deep gloom reclaim it; let clouds settle down on it; let blackness in mid-day terrify it. 6 Let darkness carry that night away; let it not take its place joyfully among the days of the year; let it not be entered into the calendar. 7 |Yes, let that night be barren; let it not appear with its joyful shout. 8 Let whoever curses days curse it— those who are ready to awaken monsters. 9 Let the stars of its evening twilight be dark; let it hope for light but let there be none; let it not see the breaking rays of the dawn. 10 |Because that night refused to shut the doors of my mother's womb; it failed to keep me from seeing this trouble. 11 Why didn't I die while I was still in the womb, or die while I was being born? 12 Why was there a lap to hold me, and why were there breasts to nurse me? 13 |If I had died, I would be lying down by now, undisturbed, asleep, and at rest, Job 3:1-13, Intl. Standard Version. Copyright © 1995-2014 by ISV Foundation.
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