“Why did I not die at birth, and why did I not expire as I came out of the womb?

I should have been as though I had never existed; I should have been carried right from the womb to the grave!

From whose womb does the ice emerge, and the frost from the sky, who gives birth to it,

He said, “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked I will return there. The Lord gives, and the Lord takes away. May the name of the Lord be blessed!”