13. Sing unto the LORD, praise you the LORD: for he has delivered the soul of the poor from the hand of evildoers.
14. Cursed be the day on which I was born: let not the day on which my mother bore me be blessed.
15. Cursed be the man who brought tidings to my father, saying, A male child is born unto you; making him very glad.
16. And let that man be as the cities which the LORD overthrew, and repented not: and let him hear the cry in the morning, and the shouting at noontide;
17. Because he slew me not from the womb; or that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb to be always great with me.
18. Why came I forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?