Job 3:3-12

3“May the day of my birth perish, and the night it was said, ‘A boy is conceived.’4If only that day had turned to darkness! May God above disregard it; may no light shine upon it.5May darkness and gloom reclaim it, and a cloud settle over it; may the blackness of the day overwhelm it.6If only darkness had taken that night away! May it not appear among the days of the year; may it never be entered in any of the months.7Behold, may that night be barren; may no joyful voice come into it.8May it be cursed by those who curse the day1— those prepared to rouse Leviathan.9May its morning stars grow dark; may it wait in vain for daylight; may it not see the breaking of dawn.10For that night did not shut the doors of the womb to hide the sorrow from my eyes.