11 “Why
a did I not die at birth?
Why did I
not1 perish when I came from the womb?
12 aWhy did the knees receive me?
Or why the breasts, that I should nurse?
13 For now I would have lain still and been quiet,
I would have been asleep;
Then I would have been at rest
14 With kings and counselors of the earth,
Who
abuilt ruins for themselves,
15 Or with princes who had gold,
Who filled their houses
with silver;
16 Or
why was I not hidden
alike a stillborn child,
Like infants who never saw light?
17 There the wicked cease
from troubling,
And there the
1 weary are at
arest.
18 There the prisoners
1 rest together;
aThey do not hear the voice of the oppressor.
19 The small and great are there,
And the servant
is free from his master.
20 “Why
a is light given to him who is in misery,
And life to the
bbitter of soul,
21 Who
along for death, but it does not
come,And search for it more than
bhidden treasures;
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