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Job 3

Good News Translation w/ Apocrypha GNTA

1 Finally Job broke the silence and cursed the day on which he had been born.

2 O God, put a curse on the day I was born; put a curse on the night when I was conceived!

4 Turn that day into darkness, God. Never again remember that day; never again let light shine on it.

5 Make it a day of gloom and thick darkness; cover it with clouds, and blot out the sun.

6 Blot that night out of the year, and never let it be counted again;

7 make it a barren, joyless night.

8 Tell the sorcerers to curse that day, those who know how to control Leviathan.

9 Keep the morning star from shining; give that night no hope of dawn.

10 Curse that night for letting me be born, for exposing me to trouble and grief.

11 I wish I had died in my mother's womb or died the moment I was born.

12 Why did my mother hold me on her knees? Why did she feed me at her breast?

13 If I had died then, I would be at rest now,

14 sleeping like the kings and rulers who rebuilt ancient palaces.

15 Then I would be sleeping like princes who filled their houses with gold and silver,

16 or sleeping like a stillborn child.

17 In the grave wicked people stop their evil, and tired workers find rest at last.

18 Even prisoners enjoy peace, free from shouts and harsh commands.

19 Everyone is there, the famous and the unknown, and slaves at last are free.

20 Why let people go on living in misery? Why give light to those in grief?

21 They wait for death, but it never comes; they prefer a grave to any treasure.

22 They are not happy till they are dead and buried;

23 God keeps their future hidden and hems them in on every side.

24 Instead of eating, I mourn, and I can never stop groaning.

25 Everything I fear and dread comes true.

26 I have no peace, no rest, and my troubles never end.

New International Version NIV

1 After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.

2 He said:

4 That day—may it turn to darkness; may God above not care about it; may no light shine on it.

5 May gloom and utter darkness claim it once more; may a cloud settle over it; may blackness overwhelm it.

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.

7 May that night be barren; may no shout of joy be heard in it.

8 May those who curse days curse that day, those who are ready to rouse Leviathan.

9 May its morning stars become dark; may it wait for daylight in vain and not see the first rays of dawn,

10 for it did not shut the doors of the womb on me to hide trouble from my eyes.

11 “Why did I not perish at birth, and die as I came from the womb?

12 Why were there knees to receive me and breasts that I might be nursed?

13 For now I would be lying down in peace; I would be asleep and at rest

14 with kings and rulers of the earth, who built for themselves places now lying in ruins,

15 with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.

16 Or why was I not hidden away in the ground like a stillborn child, like an infant who never saw the light of day?

17 There the wicked cease from turmoil, and there the weary are at rest.

18 Captives also enjoy their ease; they no longer hear the slave driver’s shout.

19 The small and the great are there, and the slaves are freed from their owners.

20 “Why is light given to those in misery, and life to the bitter of soul,

21 to those who long for death that does not come, who search for it more than for hidden treasure,

22 who are filled with gladness and rejoice when they reach the grave?

23 Why is life given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?

24 For sighing has become my daily food; my groans pour out like water.

25 What I feared has come upon me; what I dreaded has happened to me.

26 I have no peace, no quietness; I have no rest, but only turmoil.”