1 After seven days Job cried out and cursed the day he had been born,
2 saying:
3 “Let the day I was born be destroyed,and the night it was said, ‘A boy is born!’
4 Let that day turn to darkness.Don’t let God care about it.Don’t let light shine on it.
5 Let darkness and gloom have that day.Let a cloud hide it.Let thick darkness cover its light.
6 Let thick darkness capture that night.Don’t count it among the days of the yearor put it in any of the months.
7 Let that night be empty,with no shout of joy to be heard.