Job 3:3-9 NIV

[3] “May the day of my birth perish, and the night that said, ‘A boy is conceived!’ [4] That day—may it turn to darkness; may God above not care about it; may no light shine on it. [5] May gloom and utter darkness claim it once more; may a cloud settle over it; may blackness overwhelm it. [6] That night—may thick darkness seize it; may it not be included among the days of the year nor be entered in any of the months. [7] May that night be barren; may no shout of joy be heard in it. [8] May those who curse days curse that day, those who are ready to rouse Leviathan. [9] May its morning stars become dark; may it wait for daylight in vain and not see the first rays of dawn,