The waters, encompassed me, to the peril of my life, The roaring deep, enveloped me,—The sea-weed, was wrapped about my head:
Waters, flowed over, my head, I said, I am cut off!
So he brought me up, Out of the destroying pit, Out of the swampy mire,—And set, upon a cliff, my feet, Making firm my steps:
But whensoever ye shall see Jerusalem, encompassed by armies, then, know, that her desolation hath drawn near.
O Yahweh! lead me in thy righteousness, because of mine adversaries, Make even, before me, thy way: