The Story of Job

You God have blessed me, gave me a life that is so great

I have been innocent and blameless, so why have you taken it all away

My family, my food, my land is gone and I still praised you

And then you cursed me with sores, why then take me out of the womb

Why provide knees to receive me, you should've left me to die at birth

You should have let me perish instead of giving me breasts to be nursed

I loathe the day I was born, let that day turn to darkness

May no light shine on it

May there be a cloud over it

And blackness overwhelm it

May it be a day not to be celebrated

Let no happiness exist, only pure misery

Have I not been innocent in your eyes, I've even washed myself with soap

What have I done please let me know

You shaped me and made me, have you now turned to destroy me

Does it please you to oppress me?

You've been watching me, have I sinned?

I've been clothed in shame this is it

I loathe the day I was born, let that day turn to darkness

May no light shine on it

May there be a cloud over it

And blackness overwhelm it

May it be a day not to be celebrated

Let no happiness exist, only pure misery

Please just leave me here, let me die

I have nothing good going on in my life

I loathe the day I was born, let that day turn to darkness

May no light shine on it

May there be a cloud over it

And blackness overwhelm it

May it be a day not to be celebrated

Let no happiness exist, only pure misery