Job 3:11-19

11“Why wasn’t I born dead? Why didn’t I die as I came from the womb?

12Why was I laid on my mother’s lap? Why did she nurse me at her breasts?

13Had I died at birth, I would now be at peace. I would be asleep and at rest.

14I would rest with the world’s kings and prime ministers, whose great buildings now lie in ruins.

15I would rest with princes, rich in gold, whose palaces were filled with silver.

16Why wasn’t I buried like a stillborn child, like a baby who never lives to see the light?

17For in death the wicked cause no trouble, and the weary are at rest.

18Even captives are at ease in death, with no guards to curse them.

19Rich and poor are both there, and the slave is free from his master.