My heart was hot within me; While I was musing the fire burned: (Then) spake I with my tongue:
An evil disease, (say they), cleaveth fast unto him; And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
Our soul is exceedingly filled With the scoffing of those that are at ease, And with the contempt of the proud.
For thou didst cast me into the depth, in the heart of the seas, And the flood was round about me; All thy waves and thy billows passed over me.