Their mouth goes up to heaven; their tongues go walking through the earth.

My thoughts go back to the days of the past, to the years which are gone.

Where may I go from your spirit? how may I go in flight from you?

When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

They go up by the mountains; they go down by the valleys unto the place which thou hast founded for them.

They go up to the heavens, they go down to the depths, Their soul in evil is melted.