Job 3:11-26
11
“Why did I not perish at birth,
and die as I came from the womb?
12
Why were there knees to receive me
and breasts that I might be nursed?
13
For now I would be lying down in peace;
I would be asleep and at rest
14
with kings and counselors of the earth,
who built for themselves places now lying in ruins,
15
with rulers who had gold,
who filled their houses with silver.
16
Or why was I not hidden in the ground like a stillborn child,
like an infant who never saw the light of day?
17
There the wicked cease from turmoil,
and there the weary are at rest.
18
Captives also enjoy their ease;
they no longer hear the slave driver’s shout.
19
The small and the great are there,
and the slave is freed from his master.
20
“Why is light given to those in misery,
and life to the bitter of soul,
21
to those who long for death that does not come,
who search for it more than for hidden treasure,
22
who are filled with gladness
and rejoice when they reach the grave?
23
Why is life given to a man
whose way is hidden,
whom God has hedged in?
24
For sighing comes to me instead of food;
my groans pour out like water.
25
What I feared has come upon me;
what I dreaded has happened to me.
26
I have no peace, no quietness;
I have no rest, but only turmoil.”