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The meshes of death encompassed me, The torrents of perdition, made me afraid;
Roaring deep unto roaring deep, is calling, at the voice of thy cataracts, All thy breakers and thy rolling waves, over me, have passed.
Who stilleth, The noise of the seas, The noise of their rolling waves, and The tumult of races of men?
The floods have lifted up, O Yahweh, The floods have lifted up - their voice, The floods have lifted up - their dashing waves.
now therefore, lo! the Lord is about to bring up against them the waters, strong and many, of the River, even the king of Assyria and all his glory, - and he shall rise over all his channels, and flow over all his banks;
Into mighty waters, have they brought thee, the rowers - even thee, - the east wind, hath broken thee In the heart of the seas:
And, after the sixty-two weeks, shall the Anointed One, be cut off, and have, nothing, - and, the city and the sanctuary, will one destroy with the Prince, and so will his own end come with an overwhelming flood, howbeit, up to the full end of the war, are decreed astounding things.
And there will he signs in sun, and moon, and stars, and, on the earth, anguish of nations in embarrassment - sea and surge resounding, -
And he saith unto me - The waters which thou sawest, where the harlot sitteth, are, peoples and multitudes, and nations and tongues.