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^2-3 (b)O God, put a curse on the day I was born;
    put a curse on the night when I was conceived!<
⁴ Turn that day into darkness, God.
Never again remember that day;
    never again let light shine on it.
⁵ Make it a day of gloom and thick darkness;
    cover it with clouds, and blot out the sun.
⁶ Blot that night out of the year,
    and never let it be counted again;
⁷     make it a barren, joyless night.
⁸ Tell the sorcerers to curse that day,
    those who know how to control Leviathan.^[a]
9 Keep the morning star from shining;
    give that night no hope of dawn.
¹⁰ Curse that night for letting me be born,
    for exposing me to trouble and grief.

¹¹ I wish I had died in my mother's womb
    or died the moment I was born.
¹² Why did my mother hold me on her knees?
    Why did she feed me at her breast?
¹³ If I had died then, I would be at rest now,
¹⁴     sleeping like the kings and rulers
    who rebuilt ancient palaces.
¹⁵ Then I would be sleeping like princes
    who filled their houses with gold and silver,
¹⁶     or sleeping like a stillborn child.
¹⁷ In the grave wicked people stop their evil,
    and tired workers find rest at last.
¹⁸ Even prisoners enjoy peace,
    free from shouts and harsh commands.
¹⁹ Everyone is there, the famous and the unknown,
    and slaves at last are free.

²⁰ Why let people go on living in misery?
    Why give light to those in grief
^21 (c)They wait for death, but it never comes;
    they prefer a grave to any treasure.
²² They are not happy till they are dead and buried;
²³     God keeps their future hidden
    and hems them in on every side.
²⁴ Instead of eating, I mourn,
    and I can never stop groaning.
²⁵ Everything I fear and dread comes true.
²⁶ I have no peace, no rest,
    and my troubles never end.