Thomson(i)
11 for why did I not end my days in the womb? Or when I came forth from the belly why did I not instantly perish?
12 Why was I dandled upon the knees? And why have I sucked the breasts?
13 I might now have lain still and been quiet; I might have gone to sleep and been at rest;
14 with despots of the earth who gloried in their swords:
15 or with chiefs who abounded in gold; who filled their houses with silver;
16 or like an untimely birth sent forth from its mother's womb: or like infants which never saw the light.
17 There the wicked have ceased to be a terror: there the weary have got rest for their body:
18 and they of old who are assembled there together; have never heard the exactor's voice.
19 Small and great are there on a level; the servant, with his dreaded lord.
20 For why is light given to them in misery; or life to souls distressed with sorrow,
21 who long for death but find it not; though they dig for it as for treasures;
22 and would rejoice exceedingly if they should chance to find it.
23 For God hath shut up death from a man; to whom it would have been a repose.
24 For my groaning cometh before my meat; and I pour forth tears, begirt with sorrow.
25 For the terror, which I dreaded, is come upon me; and that, of which I was afraid, hath befallen me.
26 Did I not cultivate peace? was I not quiet? was I not at rest? Yet wrath is come upon me.