The sorrows of hell compassed me about: the snares of death prevented me.
The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
then the waters had overwhelmed us, the stream had gone over our soul:
Hear me, O Lord; for thy loving-kindness is good: turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.
For great is thy mercy toward me: and thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest hell.
For man also knoweth not his time: as the fishes that are taken in an evil net, and as the birds that are caught in the snare; so are the sons of men snared in an evil time, when it falleth suddenly upon them.
whom God hath raised up, having loosed the pains of death: because it was not possible that he should be holden of it.