7. Look, let that night become barren; let a joyful song not enter it.
8. Let those who curse the day curse it, those who are skilled at rousing Leviathan.
9. Let the stars of its dawn be dark; let it hope for light but there be none, and let it not see the eyelids of dawn
10. because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
11. “Why did I not die at birth? Why did I not come forth from the womb and expire?
12. Why did the knees receive me and the breasts, that I could suck?
13. For now I would lie down, and I would be at peace; I would be asleep; then I would be at rest
14. with kings and counselors of the earth, who rebuild ruins for themselves,
15. or with high officials who have gold, who fill up their houses with silver.
16. Or why was I not hidden like a miscarriage, like infants who did not see the light?
17. There the wicked cease from troubling, and there the weary are at rest;
18. the prisoners are at ease together; they do not hear the oppressor’s voice.
19. The small and the great are there, and the slave is free from his masters.