New Living Translation (NLT)
Job 2
13 Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and nights. No one said a word to Job, for they saw that his suffering was too great for words.
Job 3
1 At last Job spoke, and he cursed the day of his birth.
2 He said:
3 “Let the day of my birth be erased, and the night I was conceived.
4 Let that day be turned to darkness. Let it be lost even to God on high, and let no light shine on it.
5 Let the darkness and utter gloom claim that day for its own. Let a black cloud overshadow it, and let the darkness terrify it.
6 Let that night be blotted off the calendar, never again to be counted among the days of the year, never again to appear among the months.
7 Let that night be childless. Let it have no joy.
8 Let those who are experts at cursing— whose cursing could rouse Leviathan— curse that day.
9 Let its morning stars remain dark. Let it hope for light, but in vain; may it never see the morning light.
10 Curse that day for failing to shut my mother’s womb, for letting me be born to see all this trouble.