1. After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed his day,
2. and this is what he said:
3. May the day perish on which I was born, and the night, in which it was said, "A man has been conceived."
4. May that day be turned into darkness, may God not seek it from above, and may light not illuminate it.
5. Let darkness and the shadow of death obscure it, let a fog overtake it, and let it be enveloped in bitterness.
6. Let a whirlwind of darkness take hold of that night, let it not be counted in the days of the year, nor numbered in the months.
7. May that night be alone and unworthy of praise.
8. May they curse it, who curse the day, who are prepared to awaken a leviathan.
9. Let the stars be concealed with its darkness. Let it expect light, and not see it, nor the rising of the dawn in the East.
10. For it did not close the doors of the womb that bore me, nor take away evils from my eyes.
11. Why did I not die in the womb? Having left the womb, why did I not immediately perish?