¹⁹ Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.

²⁷ And Abraham answereth and saith, `Lo, I pray thee, I have willed to speak unto the Lord, and I -- dust and ashes;

³¹ Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.

⁶ Therefore do I loathe `it', And I have repented on dust and ashes.

⁸ And he taketh to him a potsherd to scrape himself with it, and he is sitting in the midst of the ashes.

¹ To the Overseer. -- `On the Lilies,' by David. Save me, O God, for come have waters unto the soul.

² I have sunk in deep mire, And there is no standing, I have come into the depths of the waters, And a flood hath overflown me.

¹⁴ Deliver me from the mire, and let me not sink, Let me be delivered from those hating me, And from deep places of waters.

⁶ And they take Jeremiah, and cast him into the pit of Malchiah son of the king, that `is' in the court of the prison, and they send down Jeremiah with cords; and in the pit there is no water, but mire, and Jeremiah sinketh in the mire.