Thou who hast let us see many distresses and misfortunes, Wilt gain bring us to life, And, out of the resounding depths of the earth, wilt again raise us up;

Psalm 88:6-7

Thou hast laid me, In the lowest pit, In dark places, In the deeps:

Psalm 116:3-4

The meshes of death encompassed me, and the distresses of hades, came upon me, Peril and sorrow, I found;

Psalm 121:1

I will lift up mine eyes, unto the mountains, From whence cometh my help!

Psalm 122:1

I was glad, when they were saying unto me, Unto the house of Yahweh, let us go!

Psalm 123:1

Unto thee, have I lifted up mine eyes, O thou who art enthroned in the heavens.

Psalm 124:1

If it had not been, Yahweh, who was on our side, oh might Israel say:

Psalm 125:1

They who trust in Yahweh, are like Mount Zion, which shall not be shaken, Age-abidingly, shall it remain.

Psalm 126:1

When Yahweh brought back the captives of Zion, we were like them who dream:

Psalm 127:1

If, Yahweh, build not the house, in vain, have the builders of it toiled thereon, If, Yahweh, watch not the city, in vain, hath the watchman kept awake:

Psalm 128:1

How happy is every one that revereth Yahweh, who walketh in his ways!

Psalm 129:1

Many a time, have they harassed me from my youth, well may Israel say:

Lamentations 3:53-55

They have cut off, in the dungeon, my life, and have cast a stone upon me;

Jonah 2:2-4

and said - I cried - out of my distress - unto Yahweh, and he answered me, - Out of the belly of hades, called I, Thou didst hear my voice.

Who, in the days of his flesh, having offered up, both supplications and entreaties unto him that was able to save him out of death, with mighty outcries and tears, and been hearkened to by reason of his devoutness,

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Summary

Psalm 130:1

{A Song of degrees.} Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O LORD.

Out of

General references

Lamentations 3:55

Bible References

Out of

The meshes of death encompassed me, The torrents of perdition, made me afraid;

Turn thou unto me, and show me favour, for, alone and oppressed, I am.

So he brought me up, Out of the destroying pit, Out of the swampy mire, - And set, upon a cliff, my feet, Making firm my steps:

Roaring deep unto roaring deep, is calling, at the voice of thy cataracts, All thy breakers and thy rolling waves, over me, have passed.

Save me, O God, For waters have entered as far as the life;