CLV(i)
10 For it did not close the doors of my mother's belly Or conceal misery from my eyes.
11 Why did I not die from the womb, From the belly come forth and expire?
12 For what reason did two knees anticipate me, And why were there two breasts that I could suck?
13 For now I would lie and be quiet; I would sleep; then there would be rest for me,