1 After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth. 2 He said:
3 "May the day of my birth perish,
and the night it was said, 'A boy is born!'
4 That day—may it turn to darkness;
may God above not care about it;
may no light shine upon it.
11 "Why did I not perish at birth,
and die as I came from the womb?
12 Why were there knees to receive me
and breasts that I might be nursed?
16 Or why was I not hidden in the ground like a stillborn child,
like an infant who never saw the light of day?
23 Why is life given to a man
whose way is hidden,
whom God has hedged in?
24 For sighing comes to me instead of food;
my groans pour out like water.
25 What I feared has come upon me;
what I dreaded has happened to me.
26 I have no peace, no quietness;
I have no rest, but only turmoil."
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And the unborn sings in unison.
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Credits:
Soundtrack:
For The Widows in Paradise by Sufjan Stevens
Rake by Sufjan Stevens
Weather: Cloudy; Stormy
Time: At Sunset
Full Text: BibleGateway.com
Directed by: The Hangman Dreamer
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