Let them be like snails that melt as they move. Let them be like a child born dead who never saw the sun.
Why was I not buried like a child born dead, like a baby who never saw the light of day?
A man might have a hundred children and live a long time, but what good is it if he can’t enjoy the good God gives him or have a proper burial? I say a baby born dead is better off than he is.
Those who are rich should take pride that God has shown them that they are spiritually poor. The rich will die like a wild flower in the grass.
Earth and sky will be destroyed, but the words I have said will never be destroyed.
I wish I had never lived, but had been carried straight from birth to the grave.