Job 3:3
Let the day perish on which I was born, and the night that said, 'A man is conceived.'
Let the day perish on which I was born, and the night that said, 'A man is conceived.'
Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived.
Let the day perish on which I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a male child conceived.
Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived.
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lost be that daye, wherin I was borne: and the night, in the which it was sayde: there is a manchilde conceaued.
Let the day perish, wherein I was borne, and the night when it was sayde, There is a man childe conceiued.
Let the day perishe wherin I was borne, and the night in the whiche it was sayd, There is a man childe conceaued.
Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night [in which] it was said, There is a man child conceived.
"Let the day perish in which I was born, The night which said, 'There is a man-child conceived.'
Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: `A man-child hath been conceived.'
Let the day perish wherein I was born, And the night which said, There is a man-child conceived.
Let the day perish wherein I was born, And the night which said, There is a man-child conceived.
Let destruction take the day of my birth, and the night on which it was said, A man child has come into the world.
"Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, 'There is a boy conceived.'
“Let the day on which I was born perish, and the night that said,‘A man has been conceived!’
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1 After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.
2 And Job answered and said:
4 May that day be darkness; may God above not seek it, nor let light shine upon it.
5 Let darkness and deep shadow claim it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let blackness of the day terrify it.
6 As for that night, let thick darkness seize it; let it not be joined to the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months.
7 Behold, let that night be barren; let no joyful voice enter it.
8 Let those who curse the day curse it, those who are skilled to rouse Leviathan.
9 Let the stars of its dawn be dark; let it hope for light but have none, nor see the eyelids of the morning.
10 Because it did not shut the doors of my mother's womb, nor hide trouble from my eyes.
11 Why did I not die at birth, come out from the womb and expire?
12 Why were there knees to receive me, or breasts that I should nurse?
14 Cursed be the day I was born! May the day my mother gave birth to me not be blessed.
15 Cursed be the man who brought my father the news, saying, 'A male child has been born to you,' and made him very glad.
16 May that man be like the cities the LORD overthrew without relenting. May he hear cries of distress in the morning and shouts of alarm at noon.
17 For he did not kill me in the womb, so my mother would have been my grave, and her womb forever pregnant.
18 Why did I ever come out of the womb to see trouble and sorrow and to end my days in shame?
16 Or why was I not like a stillborn child, like infants who never saw the light?
17 There the wicked cease from turmoil, and there the weary are at rest.
18 Why then did You bring me out of the womb? I wish I had died and no eye had seen me.
19 If only I had never existed, carried straight from the womb to the grave.
20 Are not my days few? Leave me alone, so I may have a moment of relief.
1 Man, born of a woman, is short-lived and full of trouble.
3 so I have been allotted months of futility, and nights of misery have been assigned to me.
4 When I lie down, I think, 'When will I get up?' But the night drags on, and I am filled with tossing till dawn.
1 I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of His wrath.
2 He has driven me away and brought me into darkness, not into light.
3 Surely against me He turns His hand again and again, all day long.
3 A man may father a hundred children and live many years; yet no matter how long he lives, if he cannot enjoy life's good things and receives no proper burial, I say that a stillborn child is better off than he.
4 For it comes in vain and departs in darkness, and its name is covered in darkness.
23 To a man whose path is hidden, and whom God has hedged in?
21 He said, 'Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked I will depart. The LORD gave, and the LORD has taken away; may the name of the LORD be blessed.'
20 Why is light given to those in misery, and life to the bitter in soul?
1 Then Job answered and said:
2 Even today my complaint is bitter; my suffering is heavier than my groaning.
19 During the night, this woman's son died because she lay on him.
6 He has made me dwell in dark places, like those long dead.
8 then may I sow, but another eat, and may my offspring be uprooted.
17 Yet I am not silenced by the darkness or by the deep gloom that covers my face.
12 They make night into day: ‘The light is near,’ they say, in the presence of darkness.
13 If I hope for Sheol as my home, and I make my bed in darkness,
5 For I know my transgressions, and my sin is always before me.
21 When I got up in the morning to nurse my son, I discovered he was dead. But when I looked more closely at him in the morning light, I saw that it was not the son I had borne.
14 What is man, that he could be pure, or one born of a woman, that he could be righteous?
3 For this is what the LORD says about the sons and daughters born in this place, as well as their mothers who bear them and their fathers who father them in this land:
13 The pains of childbirth come for him, but he is an unwise son; when it is time, he does not come to the opening of the womb.
4 How then can a mortal be righteous before God? How can one born of a woman be pure?
13 If only you would hide me in the grave and conceal me till your anger has passed! If you would set me a time and then remember me!
3 Therefore my body is filled with trembling; pangs have seized me, like the pangs of a woman in labor. I am bent over by what I heard; I am dismayed by what I saw.
6 The light in his tent will grow dark, and the lamp above him will be extinguished.
7 But people are born to trouble, just as sparks fly upward.