7
O LORD, thou hast deceived me, and I was deceived: thou art stronger than I, and hast prevailed: I am in derision daily, every one mocketh me.
8
For since I spake, I cried out, I cried violence and spoil; because the word of the LORD was made a reproach unto me, and a derision, daily.
9
Then I said, I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name. But his word was in mine heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary with forbearing, and I could not stay.
14
Cursed be the day wherein I was born: let not the day wherein my mother bare me be blessed.
15
Cursed be the man who brought tidings to my father, saying, A man child is born unto thee; making him very glad.
16
And let that man be as the cities which the LORD overthrew, and repented not: and let him hear the cry in the morning, and the shouting at noontide;
17
Because he slew me not from the womb; or that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb to be always great with me.
18
Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
