Cursed [be] the day wherein I was born: let not the day wherein my mother bare me be blessed. (20:14)

Cursed [be] the man who brought tidings to my father, saying, A man child is born unto thee; making him very glad. (20:15)

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; (20:16)

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]. (20:17)

Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame? (20:18)