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| | Job 3:1 | At last Job spoke, and he cursed the day of his birth.
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| | Job 3:2 | He said:
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| | Job 3:3 | "Cursed be the day of my birth, and cursed be the night when I was conceived.
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| | Job 3:4 | Let that day be turned to darkness. Let it be lost even to God on high, and let it be shrouded in darkness.
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| | Job 3:5 | Yes, let the darkness and utter gloom claim it for its own. Let a black cloud overshadow it, and let the darkness terrify it.
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| | Job 3:6 | Let that night be blotted off the calendar, never again to be counted among the days of the year, never again to appear among the months.
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| | Job 3:7 | Let that night be barren. Let it have no joy.
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| | Job 3:8 | Let those who are experts at cursing--those who are ready to rouse the sea monster--curse that day.
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| | Job 3:9 | Let its morning stars remain dark. Let it hope for light, but in vain; may it never see the morning light.
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| | Job 3:10 | Curse it for its failure to shut my mother's womb, for letting me be born to all this trouble.
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| | Job 3:11 | "Why didn't I die at birth as I came from the womb?
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| | Job 3:12 | Why did my mother let me live? Why did she nurse me at her breasts?
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| | Job 3:13 | For if I had died at birth, I would be at peace now, asleep and at rest.
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| | Job 3:14 | I would rest with the world's kings and prime ministers, famous for their great construction projects.
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| | Job 3:15 | I would rest with wealthy princes whose palaces were filled with gold and silver.
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| | Job 3:16 | Why was I not buried like a stillborn child, like a baby who never lives to see the light?
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| | Job 3:17 | For in death the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest.
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| | Job 3:18 | Even prisoners are at ease in death, with no guards to curse them.
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| | Job 3:19 | Rich and poor are there alike, and the slave is free from his master.
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| | Job 3:20 | "Oh, why should light be given to the weary, and life to those in misery?
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| | Job 3:21 | They long for death, and it won't come. They search for death more eagerly than for hidden treasure.
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| | Job 3:22 | It is a blessed relief when they finally die, when they find the grave.
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| | Job 3:23 | Why is life given to those with no future, those destined by God to live in distress?
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| | Job 3:24 | I cannot eat for sighing; my groans pour out like water.
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| | Job 3:25 | What I always feared has happened to me. What I dreaded has come to be.
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| | Job 3:26 | I have no peace, no quietness. I have no rest; instead, only trouble comes."
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