1 After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day. |
2 And Job spake, and said, |
3 Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived. ... |
11 Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly? |
12 Why did the knees prevent me? or why the breasts that I should suck? |
13 For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest, |
14 With kings and counsellers of the earth, which built desolate places for themselves; |
15 Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver: |
16 Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants which never saw light. |
17 There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest. ... |
20 Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul; |
21 Which long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures; |
22 Which rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave? |
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in? |
