Cursed Be the Day -

14. Cursed be the day wherein I was born: let not the day wherein my mother bare me be blessed.
15. Cursed be the man who brought tidings to my father, saying, A man child is born unto thee; making him very glad.
16. And let that man be as the cities which the Lord overthrew, and repented not: and let him hear the cry in the morning, and the shouting at noontide;
17. Because he slew me not from the womb; or that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb to be always great with me.
18. Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
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