The sorrows of hell encompassed me; the snares of death before-occupied me.
The sorrows of death encompass-ed me; and the perils of hell found me. I found tribulation and sorrow;
in hap water had swallowed us up. Our soul passed through a strand [or stream];
Lord, hear thou me, for thy mercy is benign; after the multitude of thy merciful doings behold thou into me.
For thy mercy is great on me; and thou deliveredest my soul from the lower hell.
A man knoweth not his end; but as fishes be taken with an hook, and as birds be taken with a snare, so men be taken in evil time, when it cometh suddenly [up] on them.
Whom God raised, when [the] sorrows of hell were unbound, by that that it was impossible that he were holden of it.