5. May deepest darkness claim itand a cloud linger over it;may all that darkens the day terrify it.
6. May gloom seize that night;may it not be counted in the days of a year;may it not appear in the months.
7. May that night be childless;may no happy singing come in it.
8. May those who curse the day curse it,those with enough skill to awaken Leviathan.
9. May its evening stars stay dark;may it wait in vain for light;may it not see dawn’s gleam,
10. because it didn’t close the doors of my mother’s womb,didn’t hide trouble from my eyes.
11. Why didn’t I die at birth,come forth from the womb and die?
12. Why did knees receive meand breasts let me nurse?
13. For now I would be lying down quietly;I’d sleep; rest would be mine
14. with kings and earth’s advisors,who rebuild ruins for themselves,
15. or with princes who have gold,who fill their houses with silver.
16. Or why wasn’t I like a buried miscarried infant,like babies who never see light?
17. There the wicked rage no more;there the weak rest.