“ Let the day perish on which I was born, and the night that said,‘ A man is conceived.’

“愿我生的那日和说怀了男胎的那夜都灭没。

“愿我生的那日灭没，说‘怀了男胎’的那夜也灭没。

“愿我生的那日灭没，说‘怀了男胎’的那夜也灭没。

“愿我出生的那日和怀我的那夜灭没。

“愿我生的那日泯灭，人说怀男胎的那夜灭没。

願我生的那日和說懷了男胎的那夜都滅沒。

「願我生的那日滅沒，說『懷了男胎』的那夜也滅沒。

「願我生的那日滅沒，說『懷了男胎』的那夜也滅沒。

「願我出生的那日和懷我的那夜滅沒。

“願我生的那日泯滅，人說懷男胎的那夜滅沒。

『願我生的那日滅沒，願說懷了男胎的那夜消失。

我生之辰、不如無此辰、我生之夜、不如無此夜。

我生之日、不如滅沒、母胎懷我之夜、母胎懷我之夜原文作夜有言云有男子懷焉不如無有、

“ May the day of my birth perish, and the night that said,‘ A boy is conceived!’

“ May the day I was born be wiped out. May the night be wiped away when people said,‘ A boy is born!’

“ Let the day of my birth be erased, and the night I was conceived.

May the day I was born perish, and the night that said,“ A boy is conceived.”

“ May the day on which I was to be born perish, As well as the night which said,‘ A boy is conceived.’

“ May the day perish on which I was born, And the night in which it was said,‘ A male child is conceived.’

Let the day perish wherein I was born, And the night which said, There is a man- child conceived.

May the day I was born perish, and the night when they said,“ A boy is conceived.”

Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night[ in which] it was said, There is a man child conceived.

“ Let the day on which I was born perish, and the night that said,‘ A man has been conceived!’

“ Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said,‘ There is a boy conceived.’

Cursed be the day on which I was born! The day when my mother bore me, let it not be blessed!Cursed be the man who brought the news to my father,“ A son is born to you,” making him very glad.Let that man be like the cities that the Lord overthrew without pity; let him hear a cry in the morning and an alarm at noon,because he did not kill me in the womb; so my mother would have been my grave, and her womb forever great.Why did I come out from the womb to see toil and sorrow, and spend my days in shame?

“ Why did you bring me out from the womb? Would that I had died before any eye had seen meand were as though I had not been, carried from the womb to the grave.

Woe is me, my mother, that you bore me, a man of strife and contention to the whole land! I have not lent, nor have I borrowed, yet all of them curse me.