“Some horrible thing has been poured into him; the next time he lies down, he won’t get up.”
An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
An evil disease, say they, is poured out upon him and cleaves fast to him; and now that he is bedfast, he will not rise up again.
An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him; And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
Abyss calls upon abyss, with the voice of your floodgate. All your heights and your waves have passed over me.