The pains of hades surrounded me: the snares of death anticipated me.
For thy mercy is great upon me, and thou didst deliver my soul from hades below.
Whom God raised up, having loosed the pains of death: as it was not possible for him to be holden of it.
For also man knew not his time: as the fishes being laid hold of in an evil net, and as the birds laid hold of in the snare, as they, the sons of men being snared for an evil time, as it will fall upon them suddenly.
The pains of death surrounded me, and the distresses of hades found me: shall find straits and affliction.
Answer me, O Jehovah, for good is thy mercy: according to the multitude of thy compassions turn to me.
Then the waters overflowed us, the torrent passed over our soul: