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¹ After this opened Iob his mouth, and cursed his daye,² and sayde:³ lost be that daye, wherin I was borne: and the night, in the which it was sayde: there is a manchilde conceaued.⁴ The same daye be turned to darcknesse, and not regarded of God from aboue, nether be shyned vpo wt light:⁵ but be couered with darcknesse, and the shadowe of death. Let the dymme cloude fall vpon it, and let it be lapped in with sorowe.⁶ Let the darckstorme ouercome ye night, let it not be reckened amonge the dayes off the yeare, ner counted in the monethes.⁷ Despysed be that night, and discommended: let them that curse the daye,⁸ geue it their curse also, euen those that be ready to rayse vp Leuiathan.⁹ Let the starres be dymme thorow darcknesse of it. Let it loke for light, but let it se none, nether the rysynge vp of the fayre mornynge:¹⁰ because it shut not vp the wombe that bare me, ner hyd these sorowes fro myne eyes.

¹¹ Alas, why dyed I not in ye byrth? Why dyd not I perysh, as soone as I came out of my mothers wobe?¹² Why set they me vpo yeir knees? Why gaue they me suck with their brestes?¹³ Then shulde I now haue lyen still, I shulde haue slepte, and bene at rest:¹⁴ like as the kynges ad lordes of ye earth, which buylde them selues speciall places:¹⁵ As the prynces that haue greate substaunce of golde, & their houses full of syluer.¹⁶ O that I vtterly had no beynge, or were as a thige borne out of tyme (that is put asyde) ether as yonge children, which neuer sawe the light.¹⁷ There must the wicked ceasse from their tyranny, there soch as are ouerlaboured, be at rest:¹⁸ there are those letten out fre, which haue bene in preson, so that they heare nomore the voyce of the oppressoure:¹⁹ There are small and greate: the bonde man, and he that is fre fro his master.

²⁰ Wherfore is the light geuen, to him that is in mysery? and life vnto them, that haue heuy hertes?²¹ (Which longe for death, and it commeth not: for yf they might fynde their graue,²² they wolde be maruelous glad, as those that dygge vp treasure)²³ To the man whose waye is hyd, which God kepeth backe from him.²⁴ This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.²⁵ For the thynge that I feared, is come vpon me: and the thynge that I was afrayed of, is happened vnto me.²⁶ Was I not happy? Had I not quyetnesse? Was I not in rest? And now commeth soch mysery vpon me.