⁵ Yes, it saw not the sun, and it had no knowledge; it is better with this than with the other.

¹⁰ Because it did not keep the doors of my mother's body shut, so that trouble might be veiled from my eyes.

¹¹ Why did death not take me when I came out of my mother's body, why did I not, when I came out, give up my last breath?

¹² Why did the knees take me, or why the breasts that they might give me milk?

¹³ For then I might have gone to my rest in quiet, and in sleep have been in peace,

¹ As for man, the son of woman, his days are short and full of trouble.

⁸ Let them be like an after-birth which is turned to water and comes to an end; like the fruit of a woman who gives birth before her time, let them not see the sun.

⁷ We are burned up by the heat of your passion, and troubled by your wrath.

⁸ You have put our evil doings before you, our secret sins in the light of your face.

⁹ For all our days have gone by in your wrath; our years come to an end like a breath.