The Message Bible MSG
New Living Translation NLT
1 Then Job broke the silence. He spoke up and cursed his fate:
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At last Job spoke, and he cursed the day of his birth.
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He said:
3 "Obliterate the day I was born. Blank out the night I was conceived!
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“Let the day of my birth be erased, and the night I was conceived.
4 Let it be a black hole in space. May God above forget it ever happened. Erase it from the books!
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Let that day be turned to darkness. Let it be lost even to God on high, and let no light shine on it.
5 May the day of my birth be buried in deep darkness, shrouded by the fog, swallowed by the night.
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Let the darkness and utter gloom claim that day for its own. Let a black cloud overshadow it, and let the darkness terrify it.
6 And the night of my conception - the devil take it! Rip the date off the calendar, delete it from the almanac.
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Let that night be blotted off the calendar, never again to be counted among the days of the year, never again to appear among the months.
7 Oh, turn that night into pure nothingness - no sounds of pleasure from that night, ever!
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Let that night be childless. Let it have no joy.
8 May those who are good at cursing curse that day. Unleash the sea beast, Leviathan, on it.
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Let those who are experts at cursing— whose cursing could rouse Leviathan — curse that day.
9 May its morning stars turn to black cinders, waiting for a daylight that never comes, never once seeing the first light of dawn.
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Let its morning stars remain dark. Let it hope for light, but in vain; may it never see the morning light.
10 And why? Because it released me from my mother's womb into a life with so much trouble.
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Curse that day for failing to shut my mother’s womb, for letting me be born to see all this trouble.
11 "Why didn't I die at birth, my first breath out of the womb my last?
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“Why wasn’t I born dead? Why didn’t I die as I came from the womb?
12 Why were there arms to rock me, and breasts for me to drink from?
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Why was I laid on my mother’s lap? Why did she nurse me at her breasts?
13 I could be resting in peace right now, asleep forever, feeling no pain,
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Had I died at birth, I would now be at peace. I would be asleep and at rest.
14 In the company of kings and statesmen in their royal ruins,
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I would rest with the world’s kings and prime ministers, whose great buildings now lie in ruins.
15 Or with princes resplendent in their gold and silver tombs.
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I would rest with princes, rich in gold, whose palaces were filled with silver.
16 Why wasn't I stillborn and buried with all the babies who never saw light,
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Why wasn’t I buried like a stillborn child, like a baby who never lives to see the light?
17 Where the wicked no longer trouble anyone and bone-weary people get a long-deserved rest?
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For in death the wicked cause no trouble, and the weary are at rest.
18 Prisoners sleep undisturbed, never again to wake up to the bark of the guards.
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Even captives are at ease in death, with no guards to curse them.
19 The small and the great are equals in that place, and slaves are free from their masters.
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Rich and poor are both there, and the slave is free from his master.
20 "Why does God bother giving light to the miserable, why bother keeping bitter people alive,
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“Oh, why give light to those in misery, and life to those who are bitter?
21 Those who want in the worst way to die, and can't, who can't imagine anything better than death,
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They long for death, and it won’t come. They search for death more eagerly than for hidden treasure.
22 Who count the day of their death and burial the happiest day of their life?
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They’re filled with joy when they finally die, and rejoice when they find the grave.
23 What's the point of life when it doesn't make sense, when God blocks all the roads to meaning?
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Why is life given to those with no future, those God has surrounded with difficulties?
24 "Instead of bread I get groans for my supper, then leave the table and vomit my anguish.
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I cannot eat for sighing; my groans pour out like water.
25 The worst of my fears has come true, what I've dreaded most has happened.
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What I always feared has happened to me. What I dreaded has come true.
26 My repose is shattered, my peace destroyed. No rest for me, ever - death has invaded life."
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I have no peace, no quietness. I have no rest; only trouble comes.”
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