Job

3:1		Then, opening his mouth, and cursing the day of his birth,
3:2		Job made answer and said,
3:3		Let destruction take the day of my birth, and the night on which it was said, A man child has come into the world.
3:4		That day--let it be dark; let not God take note of it from on high, and let not the light be shining on it;
3:5		Let the dark and the black night take it for themselves; let it be covered with a cloud; let the dark shades of day send fear on it.
3:6		That night--let the thick dark take it; let it not have joy among the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months.
3:7		As for that night, let it have no fruit; let no voice of joy be sounded in it;
3:8		Let it be cursed by those who put a curse on the day; who are ready to make Leviathan awake.
3:9		Let its morning stars be dark; let it be looking for light, but may it not have any; let it not see the eyes of the dawn.
3:10		Because it did not keep the doors of my mother's body shut, so that trouble might be veiled from my eyes.
3:11		Why did death not take me when I came out of my mother's body, why did I not, when I came out, give up my last breath?
3:12		Why did the knees take me, or why the breasts that they might give me milk?
3:13		For then I might have gone to my rest in quiet, and in sleep have been in peace,
3:14		With kings and the wise ones of the earth, who put up great houses for themselves;
3:15		Or with rulers who had gold, and whose houses were full of silver;
3:16		Or as a child dead at birth I might never have come into existence; like young children who have not seen the light.
3:17		There the passions of the evil are over, and those whose strength has come to an end have rest.
3:18		There the prisoners are at peace together; the voice of the overseer comes not again to their ears.
3:19		The small and the great are there, and the servant is free from his master.
3:20		Why does he give light to him who is in trouble, and life to the bitter in soul;
3:21		To those whose desire is for death, but it comes not; who are searching for it more than for secret wealth;
3:22		Who are glad with great joy, and full of delight when they come to their last resting-place;
3:23		To a man whose way is veiled, and who is shut in by God?
3:24		In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
3:25		For I have a fear and it comes on me, and my heart is greatly troubled.
3:26		I have no peace, no quiet, and no rest; nothing but pain comes on me.