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Mercoledi, 24 aprile 2024 - San Fedele da Sigmaringen ( Letture di oggi)

Job 3


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1After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed his day.2Job spoke out and said:3Perish the day on which I was born, the night when they said, "The child is a boy!"4May that day be darkness: let not God above call for it, nor light shine upon it!5May darkness and gloom claim it, clouds settle upon it, the blackness of night affright it!6May obscurity seize that day; let it not occur among the days of the year, nor enter into the count of the months!7May that night be barren; let no joyful outcry greet it!8Let them curse it who curse the sea, the appointed disturbers of Leviathan!9May the stars of its twilight be darkened; may it look for daylight, but have none, nor gaze on the eyes of the dawn,10Because it kept not shut the doors of the womb to shield my eyes from trouble!11Why did I not perish at birth, come forth from the womb and expire?12Wherefore did the knees receive me? or why did I suck at the breasts?13For then I should have lain down and been tranquil; had I slept, I should then have been at rest14With kings and counselors of the earth who built where now there are ruins15Or with princes who had gold and filled their houses with silver.16Or why was I not buried away like an untimely birth, like babes that have never seen the light?17There the wicked cease from troubling, there the weary are at rest.18There the captives are at ease together, and hear not the voice of the slave driver.19Small and great are there the same, and the servant is free from his master.20Why is light given to the toilers, and life to the bitter in spirit?21They wait for death and it comes not; they search for it rather than for hidden treasures,22Rejoice in it exultingly, and are glad when they reach the grave:23Men whose path is hidden from them, and whom God has hemmed in!24For sighing comes more readily to me than food, and my groans well forth like water.25For what I fear overtakes me, and what I shrink from comes upon me.26I have no peace nor ease; I have no rest, for trouble comes!