The floods have lifted up, O Lord, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their roaring.
The cords of death encompassed me; the torrents of perdition assailed me;
though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains tremble with its tumult. Selah
There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy habitation of the Most High.
Let the heavens be glad, and let the earth rejoice; let the sea roar and all that fills it;
For you shall go out in joy and be led back in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall burst into song, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
You cast me into the deep, into the heart of the seas, and the flood surrounded me; all your waves and your billows passed over me.
Then from his mouth the serpent poured water like a river after the woman, to sweep her away with the flood.
And he said to me, “The waters that you saw, where the whore is seated, are peoples and multitudes and nations and languages.