3:1After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
3:2And Job spake, and said,
3:3Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived.
3:4Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.
3:5Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.
3:6As for that night, let darkness seize upon it; let it not be joined unto the days of the year, let it not come into the number of the months.
3:7Lo, let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come therein.
3:8Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to raise up their mourning.
3:9Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it see the dawning of the day:
3:10Because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.
3:11Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?
3:12Why did the knees prevent me? or why the breasts that I should suck?
3:13For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
3:14With kings and counsellors of the earth, which built desolate places for themselves;
3:15Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver:
3:16Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants which never saw light.
3:17There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest.
3:18There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor.
3:19The small and great are there; and the servant is free from his master.
3:20Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul;
3:21Which long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;
3:22Which rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?
3:23Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?
3:24For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
3:25For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.
3:26I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.
6:8Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
6:9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
6:10Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
6:11What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
7:1Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
7:2As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:
7:3So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
7:15So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.
7:16I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
10:1My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
14:13O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, that thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!