3“May the day of my birth perish,
and the night it was said,
‘A boy is conceived.’
4If only that day had turned to darkness!
May God above disregard it;
may no light shine upon it.
5May darkness and gloom reclaim it,
and a cloud settle over it;
may the blackness of the day overwhelm it.
6If only darkness had taken that night away!
May it not appear among the days of the year;
may it never be entered in any of the months.
7Behold, may that night be barren;
may no joyful voice come into it.
8May it be cursed by those who curse the day —
those prepared to rouse Leviathan.
9May its morning stars grow dark;
may it wait in vain for daylight;
may it not see the breaking of dawn.
10For that night did not shut the doors of the womb
to hide the sorrow from my eyes.
— Job 3:3-10