Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor hid sorrow from my eyes.
Because he slew me not from the womb; or that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb to be always great with me.
Therefore remove sorrow from your heart, and put away evil from your flesh: for childhood and youth are vanity.
Even today is my complaint bitter: my hand is heavy in spite of my groaning.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
But unto Hannah he gave a worthy portion; for he loved Hannah: but the LORD had shut up her womb.
And when the LORD saw that Leah was hated, he opened her womb: but Rachel was barren.
For the LORD had fast closed up all the wombs of the house of Abimelech, because of Sarah Abraham's wife.
Let the stars of its twilight be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it see the dawning of the day:
Why died I not from the womb? why did I not expire when I came out of the womb?