18:002:011 Now when Job’s three friends heard of all this evil that was
           come upon him, they came every one from his own place; Eliphaz
           the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the
           Naamathite:  for they had made an appointment together to come
           to mourn with him and to comfort him.

18:002:012 And when they lifted up their eyes afar off, and knew him not,
           they lifted up their voice, and wept; and they rent every one
           his mantle, and sprinkled dust upon their heads toward heaven.

18:002:013 So they sat down with him upon the ground seven days and seven
           nights, and none spake a word unto him:  for they saw that his
           grief was very great.

18:003:001 After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.

18:003:002 And Job spake, and said,

18:003:003 Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which
           it was said, There is a man child conceived.

18:003:004 Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above,
           neither let the light shine upon it.

18:003:005 Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud
           dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.

18:003:006 As for that night, let darkness seize upon it; let it not be
           joined unto the days of the year, let it not come into the
           number of the months.

18:003:007 Lo, let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come
           therein.

18:003:008 Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to raise
           up their mourning.

18:003:009 Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for
           light, but have none; neither let it see the dawning of the
           day: 

18:003:010 Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor hid
           sorrow from mine eyes.

18:003:011 Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give up the ghost
           when I came out of the belly?

18:003:012 Why did the knees prevent me? or why the breasts that I should
           suck?

18:003:013 For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have
           slept:  then had I been at rest,

18:003:014 With kings and counsellors of the earth, which build desolate
           places for themselves;

18:003:015 Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with
           silver: 

18:003:016 Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants
           which never saw light.

18:003:017 There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be
           at rest.

18:003:018 There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of
           the oppressor.