1Job opened his mouth and was like, "This day is a total vibe kill."

2And Job was like,

3"Honestly, I wish that day I was born just didn’t exist, and the night they said, 'A dude is on the way'."

4"That day should just be all dark; like, God, don’t even look at it, and no light should shine on it."

5"Let it be stained with darkness and death vibes; let a cloud chill on it; let the darkness freak it out."

6"For that night, let darkness own it; don’t let it be part of the year or the months, no cap."

7"Yo, let that night be lonely, with no happy vibes rolling in."

8"Let the haters who curse the day do their thing, ready to start their sad vibes."

9"Let the stars be all dark; let it search for light but find nada, and don’t let it see the dawn."

10"Cuz it didn’t close the doors of my mom’s womb or hide the sadness from my eyes."

11Why didn’t I just peace out from the womb? Like, why didn’t I just ghost when I came out?

12Why did my knees hold me back? Or why were there breasts I could’ve sucked?

13For real, I could’ve just chilled and been quiet, caught some Z’s and been at peace.

14With kings and advisors who built their own empty vibes.

15Or with rich peeps flexing gold, filling their cribs with silver bling.

16Or like a hidden miscarriage, I wouldn’t even exist; like babies who never saw the light.

17There the wicked stop being sus; and there the tired finally get some rest.

18There the prisoners vibe together; they don’t hear the oppressor’s noise.

19The small and the big chill there; and the servant is free from the boss.

20So why is light given to someone in pain, and life to the bitter in soul?

21They’re out here wishing for death, but it’s ghosting them; digging for it like it’s treasure, no cap.

22They’re vibing hard when they finally find the grave, like, “This is lit!”

23Why’s light even a thing for someone whose path is sus, and God’s got them all boxed in?

24My sighs hit different before I even eat, and my roars are spilling out like a waterfall, fr.

25The thing I was lowkey scared of just popped off on me, and now it’s here, periodt.

26I was not safe, couldn’t chill, and was totally not quiet; still, trouble rolled up.

1After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.

2And Job spake, and said,

3Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived.

4Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.

5Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.

6As 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.

7Lo, let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come therein.

8Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to raise up their mourning.

9Let 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:

10Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.

11Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?

12Why did the knees prevent me? or why the breasts that I should suck?

13For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,

14With kings and counsellors of the earth, which built desolate places for themselves;

15Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver:

16Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants which never saw light.

17There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest.

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

19The small and great are there; and the servant is free from his master.

20Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul;

21Which long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;

22Which rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?

23Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?

24For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.

25For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.

26I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.