It didn’t keep my mother from letting me be born. It didn’t keep my eyes from seeing trouble.“ Why didn’t I die when I was born? Why didn’t I die as I came out of my mother’s body?Why was I placed on her knees? Why did her breasts give me milk?If all of that hadn’t happened, I would be lying down in peace. I’d be asleep and at rest in the grave.
Your anger destroys us. Your burning anger terrifies us.You have put our sins right in front of you. You have placed our secret sins where you can see them clearly.You have been angry with us all of our days. We groan as we come to the end of our lives.