Because it did not shut the opening of my mother’s womb, Or hide trouble from my eyes.

因没有把怀我胎的门关闭，也没有将患难对我的眼隐藏。

因它没有把怀我胎的门关闭，也没有从我的眼中隐藏患难。

因它没有把怀我胎的门关闭，也没有从我的眼中隐藏患难。

因为那夜没有关闭我母胎的门，以致让我看见患难。

因为那夜没有把我母胎的门关闭，也没有把苦难隐藏，使我看不见。

因沒有把懷我胎的門關閉，也沒有將患難對我的眼隱藏。

因它沒有把懷我胎的門關閉，也沒有從我的眼中隱藏患難。

因它沒有把懷我胎的門關閉，也沒有從我的眼中隱藏患難。

因為那夜沒有關閉我母胎的門，以致讓我看見患難。

因為那夜沒有把我母胎的門關閉，也沒有把苦難隱藏，使我看不見。

因為它沒有把懷我的胎門閉着，沒有對我的眼隱藏着苦難。

因其不閉我母胎之門、不掩我目前之難、

是日母氏育我、致遭艱苦、毋寧墮胎而死、即不然、誕而身死氣絕。

緣不閉懷我之胎、不掩患難於我目、

for it did not shut the doors of the womb on me to hide trouble from my eyes.

It didn’t keep my mother from letting me be born. It didn’t keep my eyes from seeing trouble.

because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb, nor hide trouble from my eyes.

Curse that day for failing to shut my mother’s womb, for letting me be born to see all this trouble.

For that night did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb, and hide sorrow from my eyes.

Because it did not shut up the doors of my mother’s womb, Nor hide sorrow from my eyes.

Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb, Nor hid trouble from mine eyes.

For that night did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb, and hide sorrow from my eyes.

Because it shut not up the doors of my[ mother’s] womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.

because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb on me, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes!

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

but to Hannah he would give a double portion, because he loved Hannah, but the Lord had closed her womb.

Because he did not kill me before birth, So that my mother would have been my grave, And her womb forever pregnant.

Now the Lord saw that Leah was unloved, and He opened her womb, but Rachel was unable to have children.

For the Lord had completely closed all the wombs of the household of Abimelech because of Sarah, Abraham’s wife.

So remove sorrow from your heart and keep pain away from your body, because childhood and the prime of life are fleeting.

“ I am disgusted with my own life; I will express my complaint freely; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

If a man fathers a hundred children and lives many years, however many they may be, but his soul is not satisfied with good things and he does not even have a proper burial, then I say,“ Better the miscarriage than he,for a miscarriage comes in futility and goes into darkness; and its name is covered in darkness.It has not even seen the sun nor does it know it; yet it is better off than that man.

“ Even today my complaint is rebellion; His hand is heavy despite my groaning.

“ Oh if only my grief were actually weighed And laid in the balances together with my disaster!For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; For that reason my words have been rash.

‘ Why then did You bring me out of the womb? If only I had died and no eye had seen me!I should have been as though I had not been, Brought from womb to tomb.’