18 Why then have you brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had died, and no eye had seen me!
19 I would have been as though I had not been; I would have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21 Before I go where I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
22 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.