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⌋,n “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⌋o did I come out from the womb,

to see toil, and sorrow, and to ⌊end my days in shame⌋?p