Job 3:11-23

¶“Why did I not die at birth, Come forth from the womb and expire? “Why did the knees receive me? And why the breasts, that I would nurse? “For now I would have lain down and been quiet; I would have slept then, I would have been at rest [in death], With kings and counselors of the earth, Who built up [now desolate] ruins for themselves; Or with princes who had gold, Who filled their houses with silver. “Or like a miscarriage which is hidden and put away, I would not exist, Like infants who never saw light. “There [in death] the wicked cease from raging, And there the weary are at rest. “There the prisoners rest together; They do not hear the taskmaster’s voice. “The small and the great are there, And the servant is free from his master. [Jer 20:14-18] ¶“Why is the light given to him who is in misery, And life to the bitter in soul, Who wait for death, but it does not come, And dig (search) for death more [diligently] than for hidden treasures, Who rejoice exceedingly, And rejoice when they find the grave? “Why is the light of day given to a man whose way is hidden, And whom God has hedged in?