9. Let the stars of its twilight be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it see the dawning of the day:
10. Because it prevented not my birth, nor hid sorrow from my eyes.
11. Why died I not from the womb? why did I not expire at the time of my birth?
12. Why did the knees receive me? or why the breasts that I should be nursed?
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, who 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 are at rest.
18. There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor.
19. The small and great are there; and the servant is free from his master.