Job 3:13

9Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,

10because it didn’t shut up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.

11“Why didn’t I die from the womb? Why didn’t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?

12Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?

13For now I should have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,

14with kings and counselors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;

15or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver;

16or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.

17There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.