Cursed {be} the day wherein I was born: let not the day wherein my mother bare me be blessed.

The Son of man goeth as it is written of him: but woe unto that man by whom the Son of man is betrayed! it had been good for that man if he had not been born.

Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have neither lent on usury, nor men have lent to me on usury; {yet} every one of them doth curse me.

But the eyes of the wicked shall fail, and they shall not escape, and their hope {shall be as} the giving up of the ghost. {they shall...: Heb. flight shall perish from them} {the giving...: or, a puff of breath}

But man dieth, and wasteth away: yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where {is} he? {wasteth...: Heb. is weakened, or, cut off}

Because it shut not up the doors of my {mother's} womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.

Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night {in which} it was said, There is a man child conceived.

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}.

Why died I not from the womb? {why} did I {not} give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?

Yea, better {is he} than both they, which hath not yet been, who hath not seen the evil work that is done under the sun.

Because it shut not up the doors of my {mother's} womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.

But man dieth, and wasteth away: yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where {is} he? {wasteth...: Heb. is weakened, or, cut off}