¹⁸ “‘Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb?
    I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
¹⁹ I should have been as though I had not been.
    I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
²⁰ Aren’t my days few?
    Stop!
Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
²¹     before I go where I will not return from,
    to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
²² the land dark as midnight,
    of the shadow of death,
    without any order,
    where the light is as midnight.’”