Psalms 42:7
My God, my soul is downcast within me. Therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.
My God, my soul is downcast within me. Therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls: all Your waves and billows have gone over me.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
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One deepe calleth another deepe by the noyse of thy water spoutes: all thy waues and thy floods are gone ouer me.
One deepe calleth another at the noyse of thy water pypes: all thy waues and stormes are gone ouer me.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have swept over me.
Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Deep is sounding to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves have gone rolling over me.
Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have swept over me.
One deep stream calls out to another at the sound of your waterfalls; all your billows and waves overwhelm me.
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3He said, 'I called to the LORD in my distress, and He answered me. From the depths of the grave, I cried out, and You heard my voice.'
4You cast me into the deep, into the heart of the seas, and the currents surrounded me. All Your waves and breakers swept over me.
5I said, 'I have been banished from Your sight; yet I will look again toward Your holy temple.'
6The waters engulfed me up to my neck; the deep surrounded me; seaweed was wrapped around my head.
7To the roots of the mountains, I descended. The earth beneath barred me in forever, but You brought my life up from the pit, LORD my God.
3My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?
4My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all day long, 'Where is your God?'
5These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God, with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the celebrating crowd.
6Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why are you so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.
6Abandoned among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, cut off from your care.
7You have placed me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.
8Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me.
9By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life.
1For the choir director: A song to be sung to the tune of 'Lilies.' A psalm of David.
2Save me, God, because the waters have come up to my neck.
54Waters flowed over my head; I thought, 'I am cut off.'
55I called on Your name, O LORD, from the depths of the pit.
5For the waves of death engulfed me; the torrents of destruction terrified me.
6The cords of Sheol surrounded me; the snares of death confronted me.
7In my distress, I called upon the LORD and cried out to my God. He heard my voice from his temple, and my cry for help reached his ears.
1A song of ascents. From the depths I call to You, LORD.
2Lord, hear my voice! Let Your ears be attentive to my plea for mercy.
16With Your mighty arm, You redeemed Your people, the children of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.
10The mountains saw You and writhed. Torrents of water swept by; the deep roared and lifted its hands high.
3The rivers have lifted up, O LORD, the rivers have lifted up their voice; the rivers lift up their roaring.
4More than the sounds of many waters, mightier than the breakers of the sea, the LORD on high is mighty.
26They rose up to the heavens, then they went down to the depths; their courage melted away in their distress.
3Therefore, we will not fear, though the earth changes, and though the mountains slip into the heart of the sea.
4My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
4Then the waters would have overwhelmed us; the torrent would have swept over our being.
5Then the raging waters would have passed over our soul.
17He reached down from on high and took hold of me; he pulled me out of deep waters.
14But as for me, my prayer is to you, Lord, at an acceptable time. God, in your abundant love, answer me with your salvation, which is sure.
15Rescue me from the mud, and do not let me sink. Deliver me from those who hate me, and from the deep waters.
16Have you journeyed to the springs of the sea or walked in the recesses of the deep?
2Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer.
14They come in as through a wide breach; chaos rolls in like a wave under the crash of destruction.
24For my sighing comes before my food, and my groanings pour out like water.
16The channels of the sea appeared, and the foundations of the world were laid bare at Your rebuke, LORD, at the blast of breath from Your nostrils.
6For in death, no one remembers You; in the grave, who can give You thanks?
11It is so dark you cannot see, and a flood of waters covers you.
11With crushing pain in my bones, my enemies taunt me, saying to me all day long, 'Where is your God?'
1For the director, to the tune of 'The Doe of the Morning,' a psalm of David.
2My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Far from saving me, from the words of my groaning.
3The voice of the Lord is over the waters; the God of glory thunders—the Lord is over the mighty waters.
12Am I the sea, or a sea monster, that you put me under guard?
2For You are the God of my refuge; why have You rejected me? Why must I go about mourning under the oppression of my enemy?
16I have been afflicted and close to death since my youth; I have borne your terrors and am in despair.
1For the director of music, a contemplative psalm of the sons of Korah.
6Therefore, let all the faithful pray to you while you may be found; surely the rising floodwaters will not reach them.