8. Let those who curse certain dayscast a spell on it,those who are skilled in rousing Leviathan.
9. May its morning stars grow dark.May it wait for daylight but have none;may it not see the breaking of dawn.
10. For that night did not shutthe doors of my mother’s womb,and hide sorrow from my eyes.
11. Why was I not stillborn;why didn’t I die as I came from the womb?
12. Why did the knees receive me,and why were there breasts for me to nurse?
13. Now I would certainly be lying down in peace;I would be asleep. Then I would be at rest
14. with the kings and counselors of the earth,who rebuilt ruined cities for themselves,
15. or with princes who had gold,who filled their houses with silver.
16. Or why was I not hidden like a miscarried child, like infants who never see daylight?
17. There the wicked cease to make trouble,and there the weary find rest.
18. The captives are completely at ease; they do not hear the voice of their oppressor.