9 Let the stars be concealed with its darkness. Let it expect light, and not see it, nor the rising of the dawn in the East.
10 For it did not close the doors of the womb that bore me, nor take away evils from my eyes.
11 Why did I not die in the womb? Having left the womb, why did I not immediately perish?
12 Why was I received upon the knees? Why was I suckled at the breasts?
13 For by now, I should have been sleeping silently, and taking rest in my sleep
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