9. May the stars of its morning be dark;May it look for light, but have none,And not see the dawning of the day;
10. Because it did not shut up the doors of my mother’s womb,Nor hide sorrow from my eyes.
11. “Why did I not die at birth?Why did I not perish when I came from the womb?
12. Why did the knees receive me?Or why the breasts, that I should nurse?
13. For now I would have lain still and been quiet,I would have been asleep;Then I would have been at rest
14. With kings and counselors of the earth,Who built ruins for themselves,