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Jonah 2:6

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When I went down to where the mountains of the sea start to rise, I thought I was locked in this prison forever, but you saved me from the pit of death, Lord my God.

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You lifted me out of the grave; you spared me from going down to the place of the dead.

because you will not leave me in the grave. You will not let your holy one rot.

It was for my own good that I had such troubles. Because you love me very much, you did not let me die but threw my sins far away.

The mountains saw you and shook with fear. The rushing water flowed. The sea made a loud noise, and its waves rose high.

He stands and shakes the earth. He looks, and the nations shake with fear. The mountains, which stood for ages, break into pieces; the old hills fall down. God has always done this.

Who has measured the oceans in the palm of his hand? Who has used his hand to measure the sky? Who has used a bowl to measure all the dust of the earth and scales to weigh the mountains and hills?

Lord, answer me quickly, because I am getting weak. Don’t turn away from me, or I will be like those who are dead.

The mountains rose; the valleys sank. The water went to the places you made for it.

You covered the earth with oceans; the water was above the mountains.

You made the mountains by your strength; you are dressed in power.

But, God, you will bring down the wicked to the grave. Murderers and liars will live only half a lifetime. But I will trust in you.

I said, “What good will it do if I die or if I go down to the grave? Dust cannot praise you; it cannot speak about your truth.

God bought my life back from death, and I will continue to enjoy life.’

The angel will beg for mercy and say: ‘Save him from death. I have found a way to pay for his life.’

My anger has started a fire that burns down to the place of the dead. It will burn up the ground and its crops, and it will set fire to the base of the mountains.

So I tell you, you are Peter. On this rock I will build my church, and the power of death will not be able to defeat it.

The ropes of death wrapped around me. The traps of death were before me.

The ropes of death bound me, and the fear of the grave took hold of me. I was troubled and sad.

I said, “I am in the middle of my life. Do I have to go through the gates of death? Will I have the rest of my life taken away from me?”

At that time I will send you down to the place of the dead to join those who died long ago. I will make you live with the dead below the earth in places that are like old ruins. You will not come back from there or have any place in the world of the living again.

So the trees that grow by the water will not be proud to be tall; they will not put their tops among the clouds. None of the trees that are watered well will grow that tall, because they all are meant to die and go under the ground. They will be with people who have died and have gone down to the place of the dead.

I’m sinking down into the mud, and there is nothing to stand on. I am in deep water, and the flood covers me.




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