The waters closed in over me to take my life; the deep surrounded me; weeds were wrapped about my head
To the choirmaster: according to Lilies. Of David. Save me, O God! For the waters have come up to my neck. I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold; I have come into deep waters, and the flood sweeps over me.
water closed over my head; I said, ‘I am lost.’
He drew me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure.
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