12 Why was I acceptedand allowed to nurseat my mother's breast?
13 Now I would be at peacein the silent world below
14 with kings and their advisorswhose palaces lie in ruins,
15 and with rulers once richwith silver and gold.
16 I wish I had been born deadand then buried, never to seethe light of day.
17 In the world of the dead,the wicked and the weary restwithout a worry.*
18 Everyone is there—