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Jewish Publication Society (1917)
JPS
The Didache
Didache
[1]After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day. [No book]
[2]And Job spoke, and said: [No book]
[3]Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night wherein it was said: 'A man-child is brought forth.' [No book]
[4]Let that day be darkness; let not God inquire after it from above, neither let the light shine upon it. [No book]
[5]L darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own; let a cloud dwell upon it; let all that maketh black the day terrify it. [No book]
[6]As for that night, let thick darkness seize upon it; let it not rejoice among the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months. [No book]
[7]Lo, let that night be desolate; let no joyful voice come therein. [No book]
[8]Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan. [No book]
[9]Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it behold the eyelids of the morning; [No book]
[10]Because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb, nor hid trouble from mine eyes. [No book]
[11]Why died I not from the womb? Why did I not perish at birth? [No book]
[12]Why did the knees receive me? And wherefore the breasts, that I should suck? [No book]
[13]For now should I have lain still and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest— [No book]
[14]With kings and counsellors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves; [No book]
[15]Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver; [No book]
[16]Or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants that never saw light. [No book]
[17]There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary are at rest. [No book]
[18]There the prisoners are at ease together; they hear not the voice of the taskmaster. [No book]
[19]The small and great are there alike; and the servant is free from his master. [No book]
[20]Wherewith is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul— [No book]
[21]Who long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures; [No book]
[22]Who rejoice unto exultation, and are glad, when they can find the grave?— [No book]
[23]To a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in? [No book]
[24]For my sighing cometh instead of my food, and my roarings are poured out like water. [No book]
[25]For the thing which I did fear is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of hath overtaken me. [No book]
[26]I was not at ease, neither was I quiet, neither had I rest; but trouble came. [No book]
Translation: Jewish Publication Society (1917)
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Translation: Charles H. Hoole (1894)
Source: sacred-texts.com
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