the cords of Sheol entangled me; the snares of death confronted me.
The snares of death encompassed me; the pangs of Sheol laid hold on me; I suffered distress and anguish.
then the flood would have swept us away; the torrent would have gone over us;
Answer me, O Lord, for your steadfast love is good; according to your abundant mercy, turn to me.
For great is your steadfast love toward me; you have delivered my soul from the depths of Sheol.
For no one can anticipate one’s time. Like fish taken in a cruel net or like birds caught in a snare, so mortals are snared at a time of calamity, when it suddenly falls upon them.
But God raised him up, having released him from the agony of death, because it was impossible for him to be held in its power.