CLV(i)
3 For my soul is surfeited with perils, And my life touches close to the unseen."
4 I am reckoned with descenders to the crypt; I become like a master who is without stamina,
5 With the dead set free, Like the slain who lie in a burying ground, Whom You do not remember any more, For they are severed from Your hand."
6 You have set me down in the nether crypt, In utter darkness, in shadowy depths;"