1 At last Job spoke, and he cursed the day of his birth.
2 He said:
3 “Let the day of my birth be erased,and the night I was conceived.
4 Let that day be turned to darkness.Let it be lost even to God on high,and let no light shine on it.
5 Let the darkness and utter gloom claim that day for its own.Let a black cloud overshadow it,and let the darkness terrify it.