Job 3:3-12

3“Scratch out the day I was born and the night that said, ‘A boy has been conceived!’

4“That day— let it be pitch-black. Let God above not ⌞even⌟ care about it. Let no light shine on it.

5Let the darkness and long shadows claim it as their own. Let a dark cloud hang over it. Let the gloom terrify it.

6“That night— let the blackness take it away. Let it not be included in the days of the year or be numbered among the months.

7Let that night be empty. Let no joyful singing be heard in it.

8Let those who curse the day (those who know how to wake up Leviathan) curse that night.

9Let its stars turn dark before dawn. Let it hope for light and receive none. Let it not see the first light of dawn

10because it did not shut the doors of the womb ⌞from which I came⌟ or hide my eyes from trouble.

11“Why didn’t I die as soon as I was born and breathe my last breath when I came out of the womb?

12Why did knees welcome me? Why did breasts let me nurse?