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

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.

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

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

And though he loved Hannah, he would give her only one choice portion because the Lord had given her no children.

because he did not kill me at birth. Oh, that I had died in my mother’s womb, that her body had been my grave!

When the Lord saw that Leah was unloved, he enabled her to have children, but Rachel could not conceive.

For the Lord had caused all the women to be infertile because of what happened with Abraham’s wife, Sarah.

So refuse to worry, and keep your body healthy. But remember that youth, with a whole life before you, is meaningless.

“ I am disgusted with my life. Let me complain freely. My bitter soul must complain.

A man might have a hundred children and live to be very old. But if he finds no satisfaction in life and doesn’t even get a decent burial, it would have been better for him to be born dead.His birth would have been meaningless, and he would have ended in darkness. He wouldn’t even have had a name,and he would never have seen the sun or known of its existence. Yet he would have had more peace than in growing up to be an unhappy man.

“ My complaint today is still a bitter one, and I try hard not to groan aloud.

“ If my misery could be weighed and my troubles be put on the scales,they would outweigh all the sands of the sea. That is why I spoke impulsively.

“‘ Why, then, did you deliver me from my mother’s womb? Why didn’t you let me die at birth?It would be as though I had never existed, going directly from the womb to the grave.