Let its morning stars be dark; let it be looking for light, but may it not have any; let it not see the eyes of the dawn.
Because it did not keep the doors of my mother's body shut, so that trouble might be veiled from my eyes.
Let it be cursed by those who put a curse on the day; who are ready to make Leviathan awake.
For I was looking for good, and evil came; I was waiting for light, and it became dark.
He is so cruel that no one is ready to go against him. Who then is able to keep his place before me?
His sneezings give out flames, and his eyes are like the eyes of the dawn.
Give glory to the Lord your God, before he makes it dark, and before your feet are slipping on the dark mountains, and, while you are looking for a light, he makes it into deep dark, into black night.
We were looking for peace, but no good came; and for a time of well-being, but there is only a great fear.