1After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
2And Job spake, and said,
3Let the day perish wherein I was born,
4Let that day be darkness;
5Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it;
6As for that night, let darkness seize upon it;
7Lo, let that night be solitary,
8Let them curse it that curse the day,
9Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark;
10Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb,
11Why died I not from the womb?
12Why did the knees prevent me?
13For now should I have lien still and been quiet,
14With kings and counsellers of the earth,
15Or with princes that had gold,
16Or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been;
17There the wicked cease from troubling;
18There the prisoners rest together;
19The small and great are there;
20Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery,
21Which long for death, but it cometh not;
22Which rejoice exceedingly,
23Why is light given to a man whose way is hid,
24For my sighing cometh before I eat,
25For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me,
26I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet;