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Jonah 2:7

New American Bible - revised edition

I went down to the roots of the mountains; to the land whose bars closed behind me forever, But you brought my life up from the pit, O Lord, my God.

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The cords of Sheol encircled me; the snares of death lay in wait for me.

Then the levitical priests rose and blessed the people; their voice was heard and their prayer reached heaven, God’s holy dwelling.

I remember the days of old; I ponder all your deeds; the works of your hands I recall.

The Lord is in his holy temple; the Lord’s throne is in heaven. God’s eyes keep careful watch; they test the children of Adam.

Now David found himself in great danger, for the soldiers spoke of stoning him, so bitter were they over the fate of their sons and daughters. David took courage in the Lord his God

I believe I shall see the Lord’s goodness in the land of the living.

Now I know the Lord gives victory to his anointed. He will answer him from the holy heavens with a strong arm that brings victory.

with its burden of wicked deeds. We are overcome by our sins; only you can pardon them.

Consider how he endured such opposition from sinners, in order that you may not grow weary and lose heart.

But the Lord is in his holy temple; silence before him, all the earth!

Hear, O peoples, all of you, give heed, O earth, and all that is in it! Let the Lord God be witness against you, the Lord from his holy temple!

You cast me into the deep, into the heart of the sea, and the flood enveloped me; All your breakers and your billows passed over me.

Who among you fears the Lord, heeds his servant’s voice? Whoever walk in darkness, without any light, Yet trust in the name of the Lord and rely upon their God!

Why are you downcast, my soul? Why do you groan within me? Wait for God, for I shall again praise him, my savior and my God.

It shatters my bones, when my adversaries reproach me, when they say to me every day: “Where is your God?”

Those times I recall as I pour out my soul, When I would cross over to the shrine of the Mighty One, to the house of God, Amid loud cries of thanksgiving, with the multitude keeping festival.

They open their mouths against me, lions that rend and roar.

Before him I pour out my complaint, tell of my distress in front of him.

Peace in place of bitterness! You have preserved my life from the pit of destruction; Behind your back you cast all my sins.




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