15 Cursed be the man who brought my father the news,
    who made him very glad, saying,
    ‘A child is born to you – a son!’
16 May that man be like the towns
    the Lord overthrew without pity.
May he hear wailing in the morning,
    a battle cry at noon.
17 For he did not kill me in the womb,
    with my mother as my grave,
    her womb enlarged for ever.

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