Job 3:11-19 - Job Wishes He Had Died

¹¹ Why did I not die from the womb? Why did I not give up the spirit when my mother bore me? ¹² Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should suck? ¹³ For now I should have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept. Then I would have been at rest ¹⁴ with kings and counselors of the earth, who built waste places for themselves, ¹⁵ or with rulers who had gold, who filled their houses with silver. ¹⁶ Or I should have been as a hidden untimely birth, as infants that never saw light. ¹⁷ There the wicked cease from troubling, and there the weary are at rest. ¹⁸ There the prisoners are at ease together. They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster. ¹⁹ The small and the great are there. And the servant is free from his master.