11 Why died I not from the womb? Why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?
12 Why did the knees prevent me?Or why the breasts that I should suck?
13 For now should I have lain still and been quiet,I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
14 with kings and counselors of the earth,which built desolate places for themselves;
15 or with princes that had gold,who filled their houses with silver:
16 or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been;as infants which never saw light.
17 There the wicked cease from troubling;and there the weary be at rest.