I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
*'Why, then, have you brought me forth out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
Aren't my days few? Cease then. Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.
*Why didn't I die from the womb? Why didn't I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.
Let them be like a snail which melts and passes away, like the stillborn child, who has not seen the sun.
because he didn't kill me from the womb; and so my mother would have been my grave, and her womb always great.