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10 For that night did not shut the doors of the womb to hide the sorrow from my eyes.
11 Why did I not perish at birth; why did I not die as I came from the womb?
12 Why were there knees to receive me, and breasts that I should be nursed?
13 For now I would be lying down in peace; I would be asleep and at rest
14 with kings and counselors of the earth, who built for themselves cities now in ruins,
15 or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.
16 Or why was I not hidden like a stillborn child, like an infant who never sees daylight?