18 “‘Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
19 I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 Aren’t my days few? Cease then. Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
21 before I go where I shall not return from, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
22 the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as midnight.’”