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.
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