1 After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth.
2 Job answered:
3 “Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, ‘There is a boy conceived.’
4 Let that day be darkness. Don’t let God from above seek for it, neither let the light shine on it.
5 Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let all that makes black the day terrify it.