ECB(i)
3 Destroy the day I was birthed; and the night that says, A mighty child is conceived;
4 O that that day be darkness: that Elohah neither require it from above, nor the light shine on it;
5 that darkness and the shadow of death redeem it; that a cloudiness tabernacle on it; that the eclipses of the day frighten it;
6 as for that night, O that darkness take it; that it not rejoice to the days of the year; that it not come into the number of the moons.
7 Behold, O that that night be sterile, that no shout come therein;
8 that they curse, who curse the day who are ready to waken a leviathan;
9 O that the stars of the evening breeze darken; that it await light, but have none; that it not see the eyelids of the dawn;
10 because it neither shut the doors of my belly, nor hide toil from my eyes.
11 Why died I not from the womb? - expire when I came from the belly?
12 Why did the knees anticipate me? Or why the breasts I suck?
13 For now I lie down and rest; had I slept, then had I been at rest,
14 with sovereigns and counsellors of the earth, who build parched areas for themselves;
15 or with governors who have gold - who fill their houses with silver;
16 or I had not been as a hidden miscarriage - as infants who never see light.