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Darken its morning stars
    and remove all hope of light,
10 because it let me be born
    into a world of trouble.

Why Didn't I Die at Birth?

11 Why didn't I die at birth?

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May its morning stars become dark;
    may it wait for daylight in vain
    and not see the first rays of dawn,(A)
10 for it did not shut the doors of the womb on me
    to hide trouble from my eyes.

11 “Why did I not perish at birth,
    and die as I came from the womb?(B)

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