- After this opened Iob his mouth, and cursed his day,
- And Iob aunswered, and sayde:
- Let the day perishe wherin I was borne, and the night in the whiche it was sayd, There is a man childe conceaued.
- The same day be [turned to] darknesse, and not regarded of God from aboue, neither let the light shyne vpon it:
- But let it be stayned with darknesse and the shadowe of death, let the [dimme] cloude fall vpon it, whiche may make it terrible as a most bitter day.
- Let the darke storme ouercome that night, and let it not be ioyned vnto the dayes of the yere, nor counted in the number of the monethes.
- Desolate be that night, and without gladnesse.
- Let them that curse the day, and that be redy to rayse vp mourning, geue it also their curse.
- Let the starres of that night be dimme thorowe darkenesse of it, let it loke for light, but haue none, neither let it see the dawning of the day:
- Because it shut not vp the doores of my mothers wombe, nor hyd sorowe from myne eyes.
- [Alas] why died I not in the birth?
why dyd not I perishe assoone as I came out of [my mothers] wombe?
- Why set they me vpon their knees?
why gaue they me sucke with their brestes?
- Then should I nowe haue lyen stil, I shoulde haue slept, and ben at rest,
- Lyke as the kinges and lordes of the earth, which haue buylded them selues speciall places,
- Or as the princes that haue had golde, and their houses full of siluer:
- Or [why] was not I hyd, as a thing borne out of tune, [either] as young children which neuer sawe the light?
- There must the wicked ceasse from their tyrannie, and there such as laboured valiauntly be at rest:
- There the prisoners rest together, they heare no more the voyce of the oppressour:
- There are small and great, and the seruaunt [is] free from his maister.
- Wherefore is the light geuen to hym that is in miserie?
& lyfe vnto them that haue heauy heartes?
- Whiche long for death and finde it not, though they search more for it than for treasures:
- Which reioyce exceedingly, and be glad when they can finde the graue,
- From whom their endes are hyd, and consealed by God?
- For my sighes come before I eate, and my roringes are powred out like the water:
- For the thing that I feared is come vpon me, and the thing that I was afrayde of is happened vnto me,
- Was I not happy?
Had I not quietnesse?
Was I not in rest?
And nowe commeth such miserie vpon me.