Job 3:16-20

“Or like a miscarriage which is hidden, I would not exist, As infants that never saw light.

“There the wicked cease from raging, And there the weary are at rest.

“The prisoners are at ease together; They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.

“The small and the great are there, And the slave is free from his master.

“Why is light given to one burdened with grief, And life to the bitter of soul,