“I sank beneath the waves, and the waters closed over me. Seaweed wrapped itself around my head.
He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out of the mud and the mire. He set my feet on solid ground and steadied me as I walked along.
Lead me in the right path, O Lord, or my enemies will conquer me. Make your way plain for me to follow.
The water rose over my head, and I cried out, “This is the end!”
“And when you see Jerusalem surrounded by armies, then you will know that the time of its destruction has arrived.