Job 3
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- 1After this hath Job opened his mouth, and revileth his day.
- 2And Job answereth and saith: --
- 3Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: `A man-child hath been conceived.'
- 4That day -- let it be darkness, Let not God require it from above, Nor let light shine upon it.
- 5Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud tabernacle upon it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days.
- 6That 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.
- 7Lo! that night -- let it be gloomy, Let no singing come into it.
- 8Let the cursers of day mark it, Who are ready to wake up Leviathan.
- 9Let 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.
- 10Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.
- 11Why from the womb do I not die? From the belly I have come forth and gasp!
- 12Wherefore have knees been before me? And what `are' breasts, that I suck?
- 13For now, I have lain down, and am quiet, I have slept -- then there is rest to me,
- 14With kings and counsellors of earth, These building wastes for themselves.
- 15Or with princes -- they have gold, They are filling their houses `with' silver.
- 16(Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants -- they have not seen light.)
- 17There the wicked have ceased troubling, And there rest do the wearied in power.
- 18Together prisoners have been at ease, They have not heard the voice of an exactor,
- 19Small and great `are' there the same. And a servant `is' free from his lord.
- 20Why giveth He to the miserable light, and life to the bitter soul?
- 21Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.
- הַֽמְחַכִּ֣ים
- לַמָּ֣וֶת
- וְאֵינֶ֑נּוּ
- וַֽ֝יַּחְפְּרֻ֗הוּ
- מִמַּטְמוֹנִֽים׃
- 22Who are glad -- unto joy, They rejoice when they find a grave.
- 23To a man whose way hath been hidden, And whom God doth shut up?
- 24For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters `are' my roarings.
- 25For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me.
- 26I was not safe -- nor was I quiet -- Nor was I at rest -- and trouble cometh!
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