Job 3:3-10 ▼

3 “Let the day of my birth be erased, and the night I was conceived.

4 Let that day be turned to darkness. Let it be lost even to God on high, and let no light shine on it.

5 Let the darkness and utter gloom claim that day for its own. Let a black cloud overshadow it, and let the darkness terrify it.

6 Let that night be blotted off the calendar, never again to be counted among the days of the year, never again to appear among the months.

7 Let that night be childless. Let it have no joy.

8 Let those who are experts at cursing— whose cursing could rouse Leviathan— curse that day.

9 Let its morning stars remain dark. Let it hope for light, but in vain; may it never see the morning light.

10 Curse that day for failing to shut my mother’s womb, for letting me be born to see all this trouble.