The Desire for Rest in Death

Job 3:11-19

"If I had been stillborn, if I had died at birth,

had there been no knees to receive me or breasts for me to suck.

Then I would be lying still and in peace, I would have slept and been at rest,

along with kings and their earthly advisers, who rebuilt ruins for themselves,

or with princes who had [plenty of] gold, who filled their houses with silver.

Or I could have been like a hidden, miscarried child that never saw light.

"There the wicked cease their raging, there the weary are at rest,

prisoners live at peace together without hearing a taskmaster's yells.

Great and small alike are there, and the slave is free of his master.