Job 3
Bible in Basic English
1Then, opening his mouth, and cursing the day of his birth,
2Job made answer and said,
3Let destruction take the day of my birth, and the night on which it was said, A man child has come into the world.
4That day — let it be dark; let not God take note of it from on high, and let not the light be shining on it;
5Let the dark and the black night take it for themselves; let it be covered with a cloud; let the dark shades of day send fear on it.
6That night — let the thick dark take it; let it not have joy among the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months.
7As for that night, let it have no fruit; let no voice of joy be sounded in it;
8Let it be cursed by those who put a curse on the day; who are ready to make Leviathan awake.
9Let its morning stars be dark; let it be looking for light, but may it not have any; let it not see the eyes of the dawn.
10Because it did not keep the doors of my mother's body shut, so that trouble might be veiled from my eyes.
11Why did death not take me when I came out of my mother's body, why did I not, when I came out, give up my last breath?
12Why did the knees take me, or why the breasts that they might give me milk?
13For then I might have gone to my rest in quiet, and in sleep have been in peace,
14With kings and the wise ones of the earth, who put up great houses for themselves;
15Or with rulers who had gold, and whose houses were full of silver;
16Or as a child dead at birth I might never have come into existence; like young children who have not seen the light.
17There the passions of the evil are over, and those whose strength has come to an end have rest.
18There the prisoners are at peace together; the voice of the overseer comes not again to their ears.
19The small and the great are there, and the servant is free from his master.
20Why does he give light to him who is in trouble, and life to the bitter in soul;
21To those whose desire is for death, but it comes not; who are searching for it more than for secret wealth;
22Who are glad with great joy, and full of delight when they come to their last resting-place;
23To a man whose way is veiled, and who is shut in by God?
24In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
25For I have a fear and it comes on me, and my heart is greatly troubled.
26I have no peace, no quiet, and no rest; nothing but pain comes on me.
Reina-Valera 1909
1DESPUÉS de esto abrió Job su boca, y maldijo su día.
2Y exclamó Job, y dijo:
3Perezca el día en que yo nací, y la noche que se dijo: Varón es concebido.
4Sea aquel día sombrío, y Dios no cuide de él desde arriba, ni claridad sobre él resplandezca.
5Aféenlo tinieblas y sombra de muerte; repose sobre él nublado, que lo haga horrible como caliginoso día.
6Ocupe la oscuridad aquella noche; no sea contada entre los días del año, ni venga en el número de los meses.
7¡Oh si fuere aquella noche solitaria, que no viniera canción alguna en ella!
8Maldíganla los que maldicen al día, los que se aprestan para levantar su llanto.
9Oscurézcanse las estrellas de su alba; espere la luz, y no venga, ni vea los párpados de la mañana:
10Por cuanto no cerró las puertas del vientre donde yo estaba, ni escondió de mis ojos la miseria.
11¿Por qué no morí yo desde la matriz, o fuí traspasado en saliendo del vientre?
12¿Por qué me previnieron las rodillas? ¿y para qué las tetas que mamase?
13Pues que ahora yaciera yo, y reposara; durmiera, y entonces tuviera reposo,
14Con los reyes y con los consejeros de la tierra, que edifican para sí los desiertos;
15O con los príncipes que poseían el oro, que henchían sus casas de plata.
16O ¿por qué no fuí escondido como aborto, como los pequeñitos que nunca vieron luz?
17Allí los impíos dejan el perturbar, y allí descansan los de cansadas fuerzas.
18Allí asimismo reposan los cautivos; no oyen la voz del exactor.
19Allí están el chico y el grande; y el siervo libre de su señor.
20¿Por qué se da luz al trabajado, y vida á los de ánimo en amargura,
21Que esperan la muerte, y ella no llega, aunque la buscan más que tesoros;
22Que se alegran sobremanera, y se gozan, cuando hallan el sepulcro?
23¿Por qué al hombre que no sabe por donde vaya, y al cual Dios ha encerrado?
24Pues antes que mi pan viene mi suspiro; y mis gemidos corren como aguas.
25Porque el temor que me espantaba me ha venido, y hame acontecido lo que temía.
26No he tenido paz, no me aseguré, ni me estuve reposado; vínome no obstante turbación.
King James Version
1After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
2And Job spake, and said,
3Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived.
4Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.
5Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.
6As for that night, let darkness seize upon it; let it not be joined unto the days of the year, let it not come into the number of the months.
7Lo, let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come therein.
8Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to raise up their mourning.
9Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it see the dawning of the day:
10Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.
11Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?
12Why did the knees prevent me? or why the breasts that I should suck?
13For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
14With kings and counsellors of the earth, which built desolate places for themselves;
15Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver:
16Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants which never saw light.
17There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest.
18There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor.
19The small and great are there; and the servant is free from his master.
20Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul;
21Which long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;
22Which rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?
23Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?
24For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
25For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.
26I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.
World English Bible
1After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth.
2Job answered:
3“Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, ‘There is a boy conceived.’
4Let that day be darkness. Don’t let God from above seek for it, neither let the light shine on it.
5Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let all that makes the day black terrify it.
6As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.
7Behold, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come therein.
8Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.
9Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
10because it didn’t shut up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
11“Why didn’t I die from the womb? Why didn’t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
12Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?
13For now I should have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,
14with kings and counselors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;
15or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver;
16or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.
17There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.
18There the prisoners are at ease together. They don’t hear the voice of the taskmaster.
19The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.
20“Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,
21who long for death, but it doesn’t come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
22who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?
23Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?
24For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
25For the thing which I fear comes on me, that which I am afraid of comes to me.
26I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither do I have rest; but trouble comes.”