1. Then Job opened his mouth and cursed the day he was born.
2. He said,
3. “I wish the day I was born would be lost forever. I wish the night they said, ‘It’s a boy!’ had never happened.
4. I wish that day had remained dark. I wish God above had forgotten that day and not let any light shine on it.
5. I wish that bitter day had remained as dark as death, covered with the darkest clouds.