Hell's sorrows me environed; death's snares did me prevent.
Because thy mercy toward me in greatness doth excel; And thou deliver'd hast my soul out from the lowest hell.
Of death the cords and sorrows did about me compass round; The pains of hell took hold on me, I grief and trouble found.
Hear me, O Lord, because thy love and kindness is most good; Turn unto me, according to thy mercies' multitude.
Waters had cover'd us, our soul had sunk beneath the stream.