¹⁴ Cursed is the day in which I was born.
    Don’t let the day in which my mother bore me be blessed.
¹⁵ Cursed is the man who brought news to my father, saying,
    “A boy is born to you,” making him very glad.
¹⁶ Let that man be as the cities which Yahweh overthrew,
    and didn’t repent.
Let him hear a cry in the morning,
    and shouting at noontime;
¹⁷ because he didn’t kill me from the womb.
    So my mother would have been my grave,
    and her womb always great.
¹⁸ Why did I come out of the womb to see labor and sorrow,
    that my days should be consumed with shame?