As if the waters should depart out of the sea, and an emptied river should be dried up:
And the water of the sea shall be dried up: and the river shall be wasted and dry.
Why is my sorrow become perpetual, and my wound desperate so as to refuse to be healed? It is become to me as the falsehood of deceitful waters that cannot be trusted.
So man when he is fallen asleep shall not rise again; till the heavens be broken, he shall not awake, nor rise up out of his sleep.