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14 
Cursed be the day on which I was born;
Do not bless the day on which my mother gave birth to me!
15 
Cursed be the man who brought the news
To my father, saying,
“A son has been born to you!”
Making him very glad.
16 
And let that man be like the cities
Which the Lord overthrew without regret.
Let him hear an outcry in the morning
And a shout of alarm at noon;
17 
Because he did not kill me before my birth,
So that my mother might have been my grave,
And her womb always pregnant.
18 
Why did I come out of the womb
To see trouble and sorrow,
So that my days have been filled with shame?

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14 Cursed be the day I was born!(A)
    May the day my mother bore me not be blessed!
15 Cursed be the man who brought my father the news,
    who made him very glad, saying,
    “A child is born to you—a son!”
16 May that man be like the towns(B)
    the Lord overthrew without pity.
May he hear wailing(C) in the morning,
    a battle cry at noon.
17 For he did not kill me in the womb,(D)
    with my mother as my grave,
    her womb enlarged forever.
18 Why did I ever come out of the womb(E)
    to see trouble(F) and sorrow
    and to end my days in shame?(G)

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