The Book of Job, Chapter 3איוב 3

אַחֲרֵי כֵ֗ן פָּתַ֤ח אִיּוֹב֙ אֶת פִּ֔יהוּ וַיְקַלֵּ֖ל אֶת יוֹמֽוֹ

After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.

וַיַּ֥עַן אִיּ֗וֹב וַיֹּאמַֽר

And Job spake, and said,

יֹ֣אבַד י֭וֹם אִוָּ֣לֶד בּ֑וֹ וְהַלַּ֥יְלָה אָ֝מַ֗ר הֹ֣רָה גָֽבֶר

Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night it was said, There is a man child conceived.

הַיּ֥וֹם הַה֗וּא יְֽהִ֫י חֹ֥שֶׁךְ אַֽל יִדְרְשֵׁ֣הוּ אֱל֣וֹהַּ מִמָּ֑עַל וְאַל תּוֹפַ֖ע עָלָ֣יו נְהָרָֽה

Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.

יִגְאָלֻ֡הוּ חֹ֣שֶׁךְ וְ֭צַלְמָוֶת תִּשְׁכָּן עָלָ֣יו עֲנָנָ֑ה יְ֝בַעֲתֻ֗הוּ כִּֽמְרִ֥ירֵי יֽוֹם

Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.

הַלַּ֥יְלָה הַהוּא֮ יִקָּחֵ֪ה֫וּ אֹ֥פֶל אַל יִ֭חַדְּ בִּימֵ֣י שָׁנָ֑ה בְּמִסְפַּ֥ר יְ֝רָחִ֗ים אַל יָבֹֽא

As that night, let darkness seize upon it; let it not be joined to the days of the year, let it not come into the number of the months.

הִנֵּ֤ה הַלַּ֣יְלָה הַ֭הוּא יְהִ֣י גַלְמ֑וּד אַל תָּבֹ֖א רְנָנָ֣ה בֽוֹ

Lo, let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come therein.

יִקְּבֻ֥הוּ אֹרְרֵי י֑וֹם הָ֝עֲתִידִ֗ים עֹרֵ֥ר לִוְיָתָֽן

Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to raise up their mourning.

יֶחְשְׁכוּ֮ כּוֹכְבֵ֪י נִ֫שְׁפּ֥וֹ יְקַו לְא֥וֹר וָאַ֑יִן וְאַל יִ֝רְאֶ֗ה בְּעַפְעַפֵּי שָֽׁחַר

Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for light, but none; neither let it see the dawning of the day:

כִּ֤י לֹ֣א סָ֭גַר דַּלְתֵ֣י בִטְנִ֑י וַיַּסְתֵּ֥ר עָ֝מָ֗ל מֵעֵינָֽי

Because it shut not up the doors of my womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.

לָ֤מָּה לֹּ֣א מֵרֶ֣חֶם אָמ֑וּת מִבֶּ֖טֶן יָצָ֣אתִי וְאֶגְוָֽע

Why died I not from the womb? did I give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?

מַ֭דּוּעַ קִדְּמ֣וּנִי בִרְכָּ֑יִם וּמַה שָּׁ֝דַ֗יִם כִּ֣י אִינָֽק

Why did the knees prevent me? or why the breasts that I should suck?

כִּֽי עַ֭תָּה שָׁכַ֣בְתִּי וְאֶשְׁק֑וֹט יָ֝שַׁ֗נְתִּי אָ֤ז יָנ֬וּחַֽ לִֽי

For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,

עִם מְ֭לָכִים וְיֹ֣עֲצֵי אָ֑רֶץ הַבֹּנִ֖ים חֳרָב֣וֹת לָֽמוֹ

With kings and counsellors of the earth, which built desolate places for themselves;

א֣וֹ עִם שָׂ֭רִים זָהָ֣ב לָהֶ֑ם הַֽמְמַלְאִ֖ים בָּתֵּיהֶ֣ם כָּֽסֶף

Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver:

א֤וֹ כְנֵ֣פֶל טָ֭מוּן לֹ֣א אֶהְיֶ֑ה כְּ֝עֹלְלִ֗ים לֹא רָ֥אוּ אֽוֹר

Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants never saw light.

שָׁ֣ם רְ֭שָׁעִים חָ֣דְלוּ רֹ֑גֶז וְשָׁ֥ם יָ֝נ֗וּחוּ יְגִ֣יעֵי כֹֽחַ

There the wicked cease troubling; and there the weary be at rest.

יַ֭חַד אֲסִירִ֣ים שַׁאֲנָ֑נוּ לֹ֥א שָׁ֝מְע֗וּ ק֣וֹל נֹגֵֽשׂ

the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor.

קָטֹ֣ן וְ֭גָדוֹל שָׁ֣ם ה֑וּא וְ֝עֶ֗בֶד חָפְשִׁ֥י מֵאֲדֹנָֽיו

The small and great are there; and the servant free from his master.

לָ֤מָּה יִתֵּ֣ן לְעָמֵ֣ל א֑וֹר וְ֝חַיִּ֗ים לְמָ֣רֵי נָֽפֶשׁ

Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, and life to the bitter soul;

הַֽמְחַכִּ֣ים לַמָּ֣וֶת וְאֵינֶ֑נּוּ וַֽ֝יַּחְפְּרֻ֗הוּ מִמַּטְמוֹנִֽים

Which long for death, but it not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;

הַשְּׂמֵחִ֥ים אֱלֵי גִ֑יל יָ֝שִׂ֗ישׂוּ כִּ֣י יִמְצְאוּ קָֽבֶר

Which rejoice exceedingly, are glad, when they can find the grave?

לְ֭גֶבֶר אֲשֶׁר דַּרְכּ֣וֹ נִסְתָּ֑רָה וַיָּ֖סֶךְ אֱל֣וֹהַּ בַּעֲדֽוֹ

to a man whose way is hid, and whom God has hedged in?

כִּֽי לִפְנֵ֣י לַ֭חְמִי אַנְחָתִ֣י תָבֹ֑א וַֽיִּתְּכ֥וּ כַ֝מַּ֗יִם שַׁאֲגֹתָֽי

For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.

כִּ֤י פַ֣חַד פָּ֭חַדְתִּי וַיֶּאֱתָיֵ֑נִי וַאֲשֶׁ֥ר יָ֝גֹ֗רְתִּי יָ֣בֹא לִֽי

For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come to me.

לֹ֤א שָׁלַ֨וְתִּי וְלֹ֖א שָׁקַ֥טְתִּי וְֽלֹא נָ֗חְתִּי וַיָּ֥בֹא רֹֽגֶז

I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.