Job 3
Job Bewails His
Birth |
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After this opened Job his mouth, and
cursed his day. Jer. 20.14-18
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And Job spake, and said,
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Let the day perish wherein I was
born,
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and the night in which it was said, There is
a man child
conceived. |
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Let that day be darkness;
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let not God regard it from above, |
neither let the light shine upon
it. |
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Let darkness and the shadow of death
stain it;
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let a cloud dwell upon it; |
let the blackness of the day terrify
it. |
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As for that night, let darkness
seize upon it;
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let it not be joined unto the days of the
year; |
let it not come into the number of the
months. |
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Lo, let that night be solitary;
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let no joyful voice come
therein. |
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Let them curse it that curse the day,
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who are ready to raise up their
mourning. |
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Let the stars of the twilight thereof be
dark;
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let it look for light, but have none; |
neither let it see the dawning of the
day: |
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because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb,
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nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.
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Why died I not from the womb?
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Why did I not give up the ghost when I
came out of the
belly? |
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Why did the knees prevent me?
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Or why the breasts that I should
suck? |
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For now should I have lain still and been
quiet,
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I should have slept: then had I been at
rest, |
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with kings and counselors of the
earth,
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which built desolate places for
themselves; |
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or with princes that had gold,
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who filled their houses with
silver: |
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or as a hidden untimely birth I had not
been;
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as infants which never saw
light. |
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There the wicked cease from troubling;
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and there the weary be at
rest. |
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There the prisoners rest
together;
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they hear not the voice of the
oppressor. |
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The small and great are there;
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and the servant is free from his master.
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Wherefore is light given to him that is
in misery,
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and life unto the bitter in soul; |
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which long for death, but it cometh not; Rev. 9.6
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and dig for it more than for hid
treasures; |
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which rejoice exceedingly, and are
glad,
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when they can find the
grave? |
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Why is light given to a man whose
way is hid,
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and whom God hath hedged
in? |
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For my sighing cometh before I eat,
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and my roarings are poured out like the
waters. |
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For the thing which I greatly feared is
come upon me,
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and that which I was afraid of is come unto
me. |
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I was not in safety, neither had I
rest,
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neither was I quiet; yet trouble
came. |
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