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 scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.
For thou hadst cast me into the deep, in the midst of the seas; and the floods compassed me about: all thy billows and thy waves passed over me.