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| 3:1 |
After this hath Job opened his mouth, and revileth his day.
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| 3:2 |
And Job answereth and saith: --
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| 3:3 |
Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: `A man-child hath been conceived.'
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| 3:4 |
That day -- let it be darkness, Let not God require it from above, Nor let light shine upon it.
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| 3:5 |
Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud tabernacle upon it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days.
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| 3:6 |
That night -- let thick darkness take it, Let it not be united to days of the year, Into the number of months let it not come.
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| 3:7 |
Lo! that night -- let it be gloomy, Let no singing come into it.
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| 3:8 |
Let the cursers of day mark it, Who are ready to wake up Leviathan.
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| 3:9 |
Let the stars of its twilight be dark, Let it wait for light, and there is none, And let it not look on the eyelids of the dawn.
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| 3:10 |
Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.
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| 3:11 |
Why from the womb do I not die? From the belly I have come forth and gasp!
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| 3:12 |
Wherefore have knees been before me? And what [are] breasts, that I suck?
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| 3:13 |
For now, I have lain down, and am quiet, I have slept -- then there is rest to me,
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| 3:14 |
With kings and counsellors of earth, These building wastes for themselves.
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| 3:15 |
Or with princes -- they have gold, They are filling their houses [with] silver.
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| 3:16 |
(Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants -- they have not seen light.)
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| 3:17 |
There the wicked have ceased troubling, And there rest do the wearied in power.
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| 3:18 |
Together prisoners have been at ease, They have not heard the voice of an exactor,
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| 3:19 |
Small and great [are] there the same. And a servant [is] free from his lord.
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| 3:20 |
Why giveth He to the miserable light, and life to the bitter soul?
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| 3:21 |
Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.
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| 3:22 |
Who are glad -- unto joy, They rejoice when they find a grave.
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| 3:23 |
To a man whose way hath been hidden, And whom God doth shut up?
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| 3:24 |
For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters [are] my roarings.
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| 3:25 |
For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me.
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| 3:26 |
I was not safe -- nor was I quiet -- Nor was I at rest -- and trouble cometh!
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