¹⁴ Cursed be the day on which I was born,
    let not the day on which my mother gave birth to me be blessed.
¹⁵ Cursed be the man who brought the news to my father,
    saying,^[a] “A child is born to you, a son!”
    and he made him very glad.
¹⁶ And let that man be like the cities
    that Yahweh demolished without regret,
and let him hear a cry for help in the morning,
    and an alarm at the time of noon.
¹⁷ Because he did not kill me in the womb,
    so that my mother would have been for me my grave,
    and her womb would be pregnant forever.
¹⁸ Why^[b] did I come out from the womb,
    to see toil, and sorrow, and to end my days in shame?^[c]