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1 Afterward Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth. 2 And Job said, 3 “Let the day perish on which I was to be born, And the night which said, ‘A boy is conceived.’ 4 “May that day be darkness; Let not God above care for it, Nor light shine on it. 5 “Let darkness and black gloom claim it; Let a cloud settle on it; Let the blackness of the day terrify it. 6 “As for that night, let darkness seize it; Let it not rejoice among the days of the year; Let it not come into the number of the months. 7 “Behold, let that night be barren; Let no joyful shout enter it. 8 “Let those curse it who curse the day, Who are prepared to rouse Leviathan. 9 “Let the stars of its twilight be darkened; Let it wait for light but have none, And let it not see the breaking dawn; 10 Because it did not shut the opening of my mother’s womb, Or hide trouble from my eyes. 11 “Why did I not die at birth, Come forth from the womb and expire? 12 “Why did the knees receive me, And why the breasts, that I should suck? 13 “For now I would have lain down and been quiet; I would have slept then, I would have been at rest, Job 3:1-13, New American Standard 1995. Copyright © 1995 by The Lockman Foundation.
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