They mount to heav'n, then to the depths they do go down again; Their soul doth faint and melt away with trouble and with pain.
Like water I'm pour'd out, my bones all out of joint do part: Amidst my bowels, as the wax, so melted is my heart.
My soul doth melt, and drop away, for heaviness and grief: To me, according to thy word, give strength, and send relief.