The sorrows of hell compassed me about: The snares of death prevented me.
For great is thy mercy toward me: And thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest hell.
whom God hath raised up, having loosed the pains of death: because it was not possible that he should be holden of it.
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.
The sorrows of death compassed me, And the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
Hear me, O LORD; for thy lovingkindness is good: Turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.
Then the waters had overwhelmed us, The stream had gone over our soul: