10 Because it did not shut the opening of my mother's womb, Or hide trouble from my eyes.
11 "Why did I not die at birth, Come forth from the womb and expire?
12 "Why did the knees receive me, And why the breasts, that I should suck?
13 "For now I would have lain down and been quiet; I would have slept then, I would have been at rest,
14 With kings and with counselors of the earth, Who rebuilt ruins for themselves;
15 Or with princes who had gold, Who were filling their houses with silver.
16 "Or like a miscarriage which is discarded, I would not be, As infants that never saw light.