Jonah 2:7
I went down to the bases of the mountains; as for the earth, her walls were about me for ever: but you have taken up my life from the underworld, O Lord my God.
I went down to the bases of the mountains; as for the earth, her walls were about me for ever: but you have taken up my life from the underworld, O Lord my God.
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2 Then Jonah made prayer to the Lord his God from the inside of the fish, and said,
3 In my trouble I was crying to the Lord, and he gave me an answer; out of the deepest underworld I sent up a cry, and you gave ear to my voice.
4 For you have put me down into the deep, into the heart of the sea; and the river was round about me; all your waves and your rolling waters went over me.
5 And I said, I have been sent away from before your eyes; how may I ever again see your holy Temple?
6 The waters were circling round me, even to the neck; the deep was about me; the sea-grass was twisted round my head.
6 The cords of hell were round me: the nets of death came on me.
7 In my trouble my voice went up to the Lord, and my cry to my God: my voice came to his hearing in his holy Temple, and my prayer came to his ears.
6 In my trouble my voice went up to the Lord, and my cry to my God: my voice came to his hearing in his holy Temple, and my prayer came before him, even into his ears.
8 My voice went up to you, O Lord; I made my prayer to the Lord.
2 In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.
3 I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)
4 Let my soul be overflowing with grief when these things come back to my mind, how I went in company to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with the song of those who were keeping the feast.
5 Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God; for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.
6 My soul is crushed down in me, so I will keep you in mind; from the land of Jordan and of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
7 Deep is sounding to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves have gone rolling over me.
4 Then I made my prayer to the Lord, saying, O Lord, take my soul out of trouble.
2 O Lord my God, I sent up my cry to you, and you have made me well.
3 O Lord, you have made my soul come again from the underworld: you have given me life and kept me from going down among the dead.
20 My soul still keeps the memory of them; and is bent down in me.
21 This I keep in mind, and because of this I have hope.
22 And as for me, I said in my fear, I am cut off from before your eyes; but you gave ear to the voice of my prayer, when my cry went up to you.
1 <A Song of the going up.> In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.
3 When my cry came to your ears you gave me an answer, and made me great with strength in my soul.
4 I send up a cry to the Lord with my voice, and he gives me an answer from his holy hill. (Selah.)
55 I was making prayer to your name, O Lord, out of the lowest prison.
2 The passion of my soul's desire is for the house of the Lord; my heart and my flesh are crying out for the living God.
6 My hands are stretched out to you: my soul is turned to you, like a land in need of water. (Selah.)
7 Be quick in answering me, O Lord, for the strength of my spirit is gone: let me see your face, so that I may not be like those who go down into the underworld.
1 <Of David.> My cry goes up to you, O Lord, my Rock; do not keep back your answer from me, so that I may not become like those who go down into the underworld.
2 Give ear to the voice of my prayer, when I am crying to you, when my hands are lifted up to your holy place.
2 My soul is dry for need of God, the living God; when may I come and see the face of God?
13 Have mercy on me, O Lord, and see how I am troubled by my haters; let me be lifted up from the doors of death;
1 <To the chief music-maker. Of David. A Psalm.> When I was waiting quietly for the Lord, his heart was turned to me, and he gave ear to my cry.
7 I will be glad and have delight in your mercy; because you have seen my trouble; you have had pity on my soul in its sorrows;
7 Come back to your rest, O my soul; for the Lord has given you your reward.
8 You have taken my soul from the power of death, keeping my eyes from weeping, and my feet from falling.
6 I have said to the Lord, You are my God: give ear, O Lord, to the voice of my prayer.
7 O Lord, let the voice of my cry come to your ears: have mercy on me, and give me an answer.
1 <A Song of the going up.> Out of the deep have I sent up my cry to you, O Lord.
1 <Maschil. Of David. A prayer when he was in the hole of the rock.> The sound of my cry went up to the Lord; with my voice I made my prayer for grace to the Lord.
10 And I said, It is a weight on my spirit; but I will keep in mind the years of the right hand of the Most High.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
6 The memory of my song comes back to me in the night; my thoughts are moving in my heart; my spirit is searching with care.
9 I will say to God my Rock, Why have you let me go from your memory? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
5 I have made my cry to you, O Lord; I have said, You are my safe place, and my heritage in the land of the living.
1 <Of David.> To you, O Lord, my soul is lifted up.
3 My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
2 From the end of the earth will I send up my cry to you, when my heart is overcome: take me to the rock which is over-high for me.
1 <A Psalm. Of David.> Lord, I have made my cry to you; come to me quickly; give ear to my voice, when it goes up to you.
6 When the memory of you comes to me on my bed, and when I give thought to you in the night-time.