¹⁵ Cursed be the man who brought tidings to my father,
saying, A man child is born unto thee;
making him very glad.
¹⁶ 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;
¹⁷ 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.
¹⁸ Wherefore came I forth out of the womb
to see labour and sorrow,
that my days should be consumed with shame?