2 Job said:
3 Perish the day I was born,the night someone said,"A boy has been conceived."
4 That day—let it be darkness;may God above ignore it,and light not shine on it.
5 May deepest darkness claim itand a cloud linger over it;may all that darkens the day terrify it.
6 May gloom seize that night;may it not be counted in the days of a year;may it not appear in the months.
7 May that night be childless;may no happy singing come in it.
8 May those who curse the day curse it,those with enough skill to awaken Leviathan.