Job 3:3-9

3“May the day of my birth perish, and the night that said, ‘A boy is conceived!’

4That day—may it turn to darkness; may God above not care about it; may no light shine on it.

5May gloom and utter darkness claim it once more; may a cloud settle over it; may blackness overwhelm it.

6That night—may thick darkness seize it; may it not be included among the days of the year nor be entered in any of the months.

7May that night be barren; may no shout of joy be heard in it.

8May those who curse days curse that day, those who are ready to rouse Leviathan.

9May its morning stars become dark; may it wait for daylight in vain and not see the first rays of dawn,