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1 After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed his day, 2 and this is what he said: 3 May the day perish on which I was born, and the night, in which it was said, “A man has been conceived.” 4 May that day be turned into darkness, may God not seek it from above, and may light not illuminate it. 5 Let darkness and the shadow of death obscure it, let a fog overtake it, and let it be enveloped in bitterness. 6 Let a whirlwind of darkness take hold of that night, let it not be counted in the days of the year, nor numbered in the months. 7 May that night be alone and unworthy of praise. 8 May they curse it, who curse the day, who are prepared to awaken a leviathan. 9 Let the stars be concealed with its darkness. Let it expect light, and not see it, nor the rising of the dawn in the East. Job 3:1-9, Catholic Public Domain Version. Public domain.
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