Through the noyse of my gronyng: my bones wyll scase cleaue to my fleshe
My bone cleaueth to my skinne and to my fleshe, onely there is left me the skinne about my teeth
But nowe their faces be very blacke, insomuche that thou shouldest not knowe them in the streetes: their skinne cleaueth to their bones, it is withered and become like a drye stocke
A mery heart make a lustie age: but a sorowfull minde dryeth vp the bones
Away from me all workers of iniquitie: for God hath hearde the voyce of my weeping
I am weerie of my groning: I washe my bed euery nyght, and I water my coutche with my teares
(And so dyd he yere by yere) and as oft as she wet vp to the house of the Lord, thus she vexed her, that she wept, and dyd not eate
He commeth vp, and is cut downe like a floure: He fleeth as it were a shadow, and neuer continueth in one state
In the mornyng it florisheth and groweth vp: in the euenyng it is cut downe and wythered