It is as if the waters had receded from the sea and an emptied river had dried up;
just so, when a man is fallen asleep, he will not rise again, until the heavens are worn away; he will not awaken, nor rise from his sleep.
And the waters of the sea will dry up, and the river will be desolate and dry.
Why has my sorrow become never-ending, and why has my wound become so dire that it refuses to be cured? It has become for me like the deception of untrustworthy waters."