I wish I had never existed
but had been carried from the womb to the grave.

And now, says the Lord,
who formed me from the womb to be His Servant,
to bring Jacob back to Him
so that Israel might be gathered to Him;
for I am honored in the sight of the Lord,
and my God is my strength—

Why did I come out of the womb
to see only struggle and sorrow,
to end my life in shame?