I am poured out like water My spirits are spent and gone like water, which, once spilt, can never be recovered; my very flesh is melted within me, and I am become as weak as water. My bones are out of joint I am as unable to help myself, and as full of pain, as if all my bones were disjointed. My heart is like wax Melted through fear and overwhelming grief. My strength is dried I have, in a manner, no more moisture left in me, than is in a dry potsherd. My tongue cleaveth, &c. Through excessive thirst and drought. Thou hast brought me to death
By thy providence delivering me into the power of mine enemies, and by thy terrors in my soul.