And after this Job opened his mouth and cursed his day,
May be destroyed the day in which I was born, and the night in which they said, Behold, a male.
May that night be darkness, and not may search out it the lord from above, nor may come into it brightness.
May take But it darkness and the shadow of death. May come upon it dimness. And may be disturbed the day that,
and that night. May have carried away it darkness. May it not be for the days of the year, nor may it be counted for the days of the months.
But that night may be grief, and may not come upon it gladness, nor a cause for joy.
But may curse it the one cursing the day that, the ones being about to awaken the Leviathan.
May be enveloped in darkness the stars of the night of that night, and not remain, and for illumination not come. And may not be seen morning star arising.
For it did not close up the gates of the womb of my mother, dismissed for it would have misery from my eyes.
For why in the belly did I not come to an end? from the womb But instead I came forth, and was not straightway destroyed?
And why did meet me the knees? And why did on the breasts I nurse?
Now going to bed I should be stilled; and having slept rested;
with the kings, the counselors of the earth, who prance with swords;
or with rulers, whose was abundant gold, who filled their houses with silver;
Or as if a miscarriage going forth from out of the womb of a mother's, or as infants who beheld not light;
There the impious ceased the rage of anger; there are rested the exhausted in body.
But with one accord the ones being bound do not hear the voice of the tribute-gatherer.
Small and great are there, even the attendant being in awe of his master.
For why has been given to the ones in bitterness light, and life to the in griefs souls?
the ones who long for the death, and do not attain; rooting it up as if for treasures;
overjoyed and they become if they should attain it. Death to a man is rest.
not The way was concealed, hemmed in for God against him.
before for my grain moaning comes to me, and shall be poured as waters roaring.
For the fear which I thought about, came to me; and which I had in awe, met with me.
Neither was I at peace, nor still, nor I rested; came but to me wrath.