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 thy steadfast love is good; according to thy abundant mercy, turn to me.
For great is thy steadfast love toward me; thou hast delivered my soul from the depths of Sheol.
For man does not know his time. Like fish which are taken in an evil net, and like birds which are caught in a snare, so the sons of men are snared at an evil time, when it suddenly falls upon them.
But God raised him up, having loosed the pangs of death, because it was not possible for him to be held by it.