15 Cursed be the man who brought my father the news, saying, “A son is born to you,” bringing him great joy. 16 May that man be like the cities that the LORD overthrew without compassion. May he hear an outcry in the morning and a battle cry at noon, 17 because he did not kill me in the womb so that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb forever enlarged.
Jeremiah 20:15–17
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