16 Or like a miscarriage which is [a]hidden, I would not exist,
As infants that never saw light.
17 There the wicked cease from raging,
And there the [b]weary are at (A)rest.
18 The prisoners are at ease together;
They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 3:16 I.e., buried
  2. Job 3:17 Lit weary of strength

16 Or why was I not hidden away in the ground like a stillborn child,(A)
    like an infant who never saw the light of day?(B)
17 There the wicked cease from turmoil,(C)
    and there the weary are at rest.(D)
18 Captives(E) also enjoy their ease;
    they no longer hear the slave driver’s(F) shout.(G)

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