Job 3:10-13

Because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb, Nor hid sorrow from mine eyes. Why died I not from the womb? Why did I not give up the ghost When I came out of the belly? Why did the knees prevent me? Or why the breasts that I should suck? For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest