1 After this, Job began to speak and cursed the day he was born.
2 He said:
3 May the day I was born perish,and the night when they said,“A boy is conceived.”
4 If only that day had turned to darkness!May God above not care about it,or light shine on it.
5 May darkness and gloom reclaim it,and a cloud settle over it.May an eclipse of the sun terrify it.
6 If only darkness had taken that night away!May it not appear among the days of the yearor be listed in the calendar.
7 Yes, may that night be barren;may no joyful shout be heard in it.