Beautiful words fill my mind, as I compose this song for the king. Like the pen of a good writer my tongue is ready with a poem.

You have rejected us, God, and defeated us; you have been angry with us---but now turn back to us.

Listen to us, O Shepherd of Israel; hear us, leader of your flock. Seated on your throne above the winged creatures,

I am sinking in deep mud, and there is no solid ground; I am out in deep water, and the waves are about to drown me.

Save me from sinking in the mud; keep me safe from my enemies, safe from the deep water.

Don't let the flood come over me; don't let me drown in the depths or sink into the grave.

The danger of death was all around me; the waves of destruction rolled over me.

(SEE 42:6)

Justice will be the measuring line for the foundation, and honesty will be its plumb line." Hailstorms will sweep away all the lies you depend on, and floods will destroy your security.

When you pass through deep waters, I will be with you; your troubles will not overwhelm you. When you pass through fire, you will not be burned; the hard trials that come will not hurt you.

Water began to close over me, and I thought death was near.

You threw me down into the depths, to the very bottom of the sea, where the waters were all around me, and all your mighty waves rolled over me.

The water came over me and choked me; the sea covered me completely, and seaweed wrapped around my head.

And then from his mouth the dragon poured out a flood of water after the woman, so that it would carry her away.

But the earth helped the woman; it opened its mouth and swallowed the water that had come from the dragon's mouth.

The angel also said to me, "The waters you saw, on which the prostitute sits, are nations, peoples, races, and languages.