Job 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.
Or as a child dead at birth I might never have come into existence; like young children who have not seen the light.
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18 Why then did you make me come out of my mother's body? It would have been better for me to have taken my last breath, and for no eye to have seen me,
19 And for me to have been as if I had not been; to have been taken from my mother's body straight to my last resting-place.
20 Are not the days of my life small in number? Let your eyes be turned away from me, so that I may have a little pleasure,
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.
10 Because it did not keep the doors of my mother's body shut, so that trouble might be veiled from my eyes.
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?
12 Why did the knees take me, or why the breasts that they might give me milk?
13 For then I might have gone to my rest in quiet, and in sleep have been in peace,
14 With kings and the wise ones of the earth, who put up great houses for themselves;
15 Or with rulers who had gold, and whose houses were full of silver;
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.
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;
17 Because he did not put me to death before my birth took place: so my mother's body would have been my last resting-place, and she would have been with child for ever.
18 Why did I come from my mother's body to see pain and sorrow, so that my days might be wasted with shame?
17 For I am overcome by the dark, and by the black night which is covering my face.
6 He has kept me in dark places, like those who have been long dead.
15 My frame was not unseen by you when I was made secretly, and strangely formed in the lowest parts of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book all my days were recorded, even those which were purposed before they had come into being.
26 I have no peace, no quiet, and no rest; nothing but pain comes on me.
3 When his light was shining over my head, and when I went through the dark by his light.
4 As I was in my flowering years, when my tent was covered by the hand of God;
13 If only you would keep me safe in the underworld, putting me in a secret place till your wrath is past, giving me a fixed time when I might come to your memory again!
17 There the passions of the evil are over, and those whose strength has come to an end have rest.
14 For I have been troubled all the day; every morning have I undergone punishment.
15 If I would make clear what it is like, I would say, You are false to the generation of your children.
14 A curse on the day of my birth: let there be no blessing on the day when my mother had me.
23 To a man whose way is veiled, and who is shut in by God?
15 Did not God make him as well as me? did he not give us life in our mothers' bodies?
16 If I kept back the desire of the poor; if the widow's eye was looking for help to no purpose;
1 I am the man who has seen trouble by the rod of his wrath.
2 By him I have been made to go in the dark where there is no light.
5 Truly, I was formed in evil, and in sin did my mother give me birth.
13 If I am waiting for the underworld as my house, if I have made my bed in the dark;
4 As for your birth, on the day of your birth your cord was not cut and you were not washed in water to make you clean; you were not salted or folded in linen bands.
5 No eye had pity on you to do any of these things to you or to be kind to you; but you were put out into the open country, because your life was hated at the time of your birth.
9 But it was you who took care of me from the day of my birth: you gave me faith even from my mother's breasts.
10 I was in your hands even before my birth; you are my God from the time when I was in my mother's body.
3 So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.
20 Why does he give light to him who is in trouble, and life to the bitter in soul;
3 If a man has a hundred children, and his life is long so that the days of his years are great in number, but his soul takes no pleasure in good, and he is not honoured at his death; I say that a birth before its time is better than he.
16 I was a father to the poor, searching out the cause of him who was strange to me.
18 (For I was cared for by God as by a father from my earliest days; he was my guide from the body of my mother;)
3 For I was a son to my father, a gentle and an only one to my mother.
24 When there was no deep I was given birth, when there were no fountains flowing with water.
3 Who is this who makes dark the purpose of God by words without knowledge? For I have been talking without knowledge about wonders not to be searched out.
22 A land of thick dark, without order, where the very light is dark.
3 The evil man has gone after my soul; my life is crushed down to the earth: he has put me in the dark, like those who have long been dead.
15 Where then is my hope? and who will see my desire?
3 Is it on such a one as this that your eyes are fixed, with the purpose of judging him?
12 Even the dark is not dark to you; the night is as bright as the day: for dark and light are the same to you.