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| 3:1 | 
                                 
                                    After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.
                                 
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| 3:2 | 
                                 
                                    He said:
                                 
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| 3:3 | 
                                 
                                    "May the day of my birth perish, and the night it was said, `A boy is born!
                                 
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| 3:4 | 
                                 
                                    'That day--may it turn to darkness; may God above not care about it; may no light shine upon it.
                                 
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| 3:5 | 
                                 
                                    May darkness and deep shadow claim it once more; may a cloud settle over it; may blackness overwhelm its light.
                                 
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| 3:6 | 
                                 
                                    That night--may thick darkness seize it; may it not be included among the days of the year nor be entered in any of the months.
                                 
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| 3:7 | 
                                 
                                    May that night be barren; may no shout of joy be heard in it.
                                 
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| 3:8 | 
                                 
                                    May those who curse days curse that day, those who are ready to rouse Leviathan.
                                 
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| 3:9 | 
                                 
                                    May its morning stars become dark; may it wait for daylight in vain and not see the first rays of dawn,
                                 
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| 3:10 | 
                                 
                                    for it did not shut the doors of the womb on me to hide trouble from my eyes.
                                 
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| 3:11 | 
                                 
                                    "Why did I not perish at birth, and die as I came from the womb?
                                 
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| 3:12 | 
                                 
                                    Why were there knees to receive me and breasts that I might be nursed?
                                 
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| 3:13 | 
                                 
                                    For now I would be lying down in peace; I would be asleep and at rest
                                 
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| 3:14 | 
                                 
                                    with kings and counselors of the earth, who built for themselves places now lying in ruins,
                                 
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| 3:15 | 
                                 
                                    with rulers who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.
                                 
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| 3:16 | 
                                 
                                    Or why was I not hidden in the ground like a stillborn child, like an infant who never saw the light of day?
                                 
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| 3:17 | 
                                 
                                    There the wicked cease from turmoil, and there the weary are at rest.
                                 
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| 3:18 | 
                                 
                                    Captives also enjoy their ease; they no longer hear the slave driver's shout.
                                 
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| 3:19 | 
                                 
                                    The small and the great are there, and the slave is freed from his master.
                                 
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| 3:20 | 
                                 
                                    "Why is light given to those in misery, and life to the bitter of soul,
                                 
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| 3:21 | 
                                 
                                    to those who long for death that does not come, who search for it more than for hidden treasure,
                                 
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| 3:22 | 
                                 
                                    who are filled with gladness and rejoice when they reach the grave?
                                 
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| 3:23 | 
                                 
                                    Why is life given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?
                                 
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| 3:24 | 
                                 
                                    For sighing comes to me instead of food; my groans pour out like water.
                                 
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| 3:25 | 
                                 
                                    What I feared has come upon me; what I dreaded has happened to me.
                                 
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| 3:26 | 
                                 
                                    I have no peace, no quietness; I have no rest, but only turmoil."
                                 
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