Job 3
3 Ref Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: `A man-child hath been conceived.'
4 Ref That day -- let it be darkness, Let not God require it from above, Nor let light shine upon it.
5 Ref Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud tabernacle upon it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days.
6 That night -- let thick darkness take it, Let it not be united to days of the year, Into the number of months let it not come.
7 Ref Lo! that night -- let it be gloomy, Let no singing come into it.
8 Ref Let the cursers of day mark it, Who are ready to wake up Leviathan.
9 Ref Let the stars of its twilight be dark, Let it wait for light, and there is none, And let it not look on the eyelids of the dawn.
10 Ref Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.