¹¹ The waters go from a pool, and a river becomes waste and dry;

⁵ And the waters of the sea will be cut off, and the river will become dry and waste:

¹⁵ My friends have been false like a stream, like streams in the valleys which come to an end:

¹⁶ Which are dark because of the ice, and the snow falling into them;

¹⁷ Under the burning sun they are cut off, and come to nothing because of the heat.

¹⁸ The camel-trains go out of their way; they go up into the waste and come to destruction.

¹⁸ Why is my pain unending and my wound without hope of being made well? Sorrow is mine, for you are to me as a stream offering false hope and as waters which are not certain.