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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;
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;
Thou hast laid me, In the lowest pit, In dark places, In the deeps:
The meshes of death encompassed me, and the distresses of hades, came upon me, Peril and sorrow, I found;
They have cut off, in the dungeon, my life, and have cast a stone upon me;
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,
I have called upon thy Name, O Yahweh, out of the dungeon below;