Coverdale(i)
16 Beholde, there touched my lippes one, very like vnto a man. Then opened I my mouth, and sayde vnto him, that stode before me: O my lorde, my ioyntes are lowsed in the vision, and there is no more stregth within me:
17 How maye my lordes seruaunt then talke with my lorde? seinge there is no strength in me, so that I can not take my breth?