Matthew(i)
11 Therfore I wyll not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my sprete, in the bytternesse of my mynde wyll I talke.
12 Am I a see or a whalfysh, that thou kepest me so in preson?
13 When I thynke: my bed shall comforte me. I shall haue some refresshynge by talckinge by my self vpon my couche:
14 Then troublest thou me with dreames, and makest me so afrayed thorowe visions,
15 that my soule wyssheth rather to be strangled, and my bones to be deed.
16 I can se no remedy, I shall loue nomore: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vayne