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And he said unto them, Take me up, and hurl me into the sea, that the sea may cease raging over you, - for I do know that, for my sake, is this great tempest upon you.
Save me, O God, For waters have entered as far as the life;
Among the dead, is my couch, - Like the slain that lie in the grave, Where thou rememberest them no more, Yea, they, from thy hand, are cut off;
Waters, flowed over, my head, I said, I am cut off!
Roaring deep unto roaring deep, is calling, at the voice of thy cataracts, All thy breakers and thy rolling waves, over me, have passed.
I have called upon thy Name, O Yahweh, out of the dungeon below;