Let the day perish in which I was born, and the night which said, A man-child is conceived.

Let that day be darkness. Let not God look upon it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.

Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it. Let a cloud dwell upon it; Let the blackness of the day terrify it.

As for that night, let darkness seize upon it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year, Let it not come into the number of the months.

Lo, let that night be barren; let no joyful voice come in it.

Let those curse it who curse the day, who are ready to stir up Leviathan.

Let the stars of its twilight be dark; let it look for light, but have none. Let it not see the eyelids of the dawn.

Turn back, please let there be no sin; yea, return again, my righteousness is in this matter.

I despise them; I will not live always; let me alone, for my days are vanity.

Until when will You look away from me, nor let me alone until I swallow down my spittle?

Let Him take His rod away from me, and let not His fear make me afraid;

Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

if iniquity is in your hand, put it far away, and do not let wickedness dwell in your tents;

Be quiet. Let me alone so that I may speak, and let come on me what may.

Listen carefully to my words, and let what I say be in your ears.

Withdraw Your hand far from me, and let not Your fear make me afraid.

Then call, and I will answer; or let me speak, and answer You me.

that you turn your spirit against God, and let such words go out of your mouth?

Let not he being deceived trust in vanity; for vanity shall be his reward.

Oh earth, do not cover my blood, and let not my cry have a place.

Listen carefully to my speech, and let this be your comfort.

I hold fast by my righteousness, and I will not let it go; my heart shall not shame me any of my days.

Let my enemy be like the wicked, and he who rises up against me as the perverse.

let me be weighed in an even balance so that God may know my uprightness.

then let me sow, and let another eat; and let my harvests be rooted out.

then let my wife grind to another, and let others bow down on her.

then let my arm fall from the shoulder blade, and let my arm be broken from the elbow.

then let me tremble before a great multitude, and be terrified by the scorn of families; and I will be silent and not go out the door.

Oh that I had one to hear me! Behold my mark. Let the Almighty answer me, and my Accuser write an indictment.

let thorns come forth instead of wheat, and weeds instead of barley. The words of Job are ended.

Let us choose for ourselves what is right; let us know among ourselves what is good.

For she leaves her eggs to the earth, and lets them warm in the dust,

Shall a reprover contend with the Almighty? He who reproves God, let him answer it.