Job 3:11-19

11“Why did I not perish at birth, and die as I came from the womb?

12Why were there knees to receive me and breasts that I might be nursed?

13For now I would be lying down in peace; I would be asleep and at rest

14with kings and rulers of the earth, who built for themselves places now lying in ruins,

15with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.

16Or why was I not hidden away in the ground like a stillborn child, like an infant who never saw the light of day?

17There the wicked cease from turmoil, and there the weary are at rest.

18Captives also enjoy their ease; they no longer hear the slave driver’s shout.

19The small and the great are there, and the slaves are freed from their owners.