Jonah 2:6
I went downe to the bottome of the mountaines, the earth with her barres was about me for euer: yet hast thou brought vp my lyfe from corruption, O Lorde my God.
I went downe to the bottome of the mountaines, the earth with her barres was about me for euer: yet hast thou brought vp my lyfe from corruption, O Lorde my God.
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2 And saide: In affliction I cryed vnto the Lorde, and he heard me: out of the belly of hell cryed I, and thou heardest my voyce.
3 Thou haddest cast me downe into the deepe, into the middest of the sea, and the floods compassed me about: all thy billowes and waues passed ouer me.
4 And I saide: I am cast away out of thy sight, yet wyll I loke againe toward thyne holy temple.
5 The waters compassed me euen vnto the soule, the deapth closed me on euery side, and the weedes were wrapt about my head.
7 When my soule fainted within me, I remembred the Lorde, and my prayer came in vnto thee into thy holy temple.
2 O God my Lord I cryed vnto thee: and thou hast healed me.
3 Thou God hast raysed vp my soule from the graue: thou hast preserued my life from them that go downe into ye pit.
5 For the panges of death closed me about: the fludes of Belial put me in feare.
6 The sorowes of hell compassed me about, the snares of death ouertoke me.
20 Which hast made me to feele many great troubles and aduersities: yet returnyng thou hast reuyued me, yea returnyng thou hast caused me to come out from the bottome of the earth.
6 Thou hast layde me in the lowest pit: in darknes and in deepenes.
4 The panges of death haue compassed me about: and the outragiousnes of the wicked haue astonyed me with feare.
5 The panges of a graue haue compassed me about: the snares of death ouertoke me.
6 But in this my distresse I dyd call vppon God, and I made my complaynt vnto my Lorde: he hearde my voyce out of his temple, and my crye came before his face, euen vnto his eares.
2 He brought me also out of an horrible pyt, out of the dirtie mire: and set my feete vpon a rocke, and directed my goynges.
3 The snares of death compassed me rounde about: and the paynes of hell toke holde on me. I founde anguishe and heauinesse,
4 but I called vpon the name of God: saying O God, I beseche thee deliuer my soule
6 My Lorde, my soule is discouraged within me: because I remember thee from the lande of Iordane, and from the litle hyll Hermonim.
7 One deepe calleth another at the noyse of thy water pypes: all thy waues and stormes are gone ouer me.
53 They haue put downe my life into a pit, and they haue cast stones vpon me.
54 They haue powred water vpon my head: then thought I, nowe am I vndone.
55 I called vpon thy name O Lorde out of the deepe pit.
17 He sent from aboue and toke me: he drew me out of many waters.
13 For great is thy mercy towarde me: and thou hast deliuered my soule from the lowest part of hell.
2 I am ouer the head in deepe myre where I feele no grounde: I plunge in deepe waters where the streame ouerwhelmeth me.
16 He hath sent downe from aboue to fetch me: he hath taken me out of many waters.
2 From the endes of the earth I wyll call vnto thee when my heart is in heauines: oh set me vp on the rocke that is higher then I.
1 A song of high degrees. Out of the deepe I haue called vnto thee O God: O Lorde heare my voyce.
13 Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
1 Vnto thee I crye O God my strength, make not as though thou were deafe at me: lest if thou holdest thy peace, I become like them that go downe into the graue.
3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule, he hath smitten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layde me in darknesse as men that haue ben long dead.
3 For my soule is full of miserie: and my life toucheth the graue.
4 I am counted as one of them that go downe vnto the pit: and I am nowe become a man that hath no strength.
8 For thou O Lorde hast deliuered my soule from death: myne eyes from teares, and my feete from fallyng.
8 Neuerthelesse, when thou dydst turne thy face, I was troubled: then I cryed vnto thee O God, then made I my humble prayers to thee my Lorde.
8 If I ascende vp into heauen, thou art there: if I lay me downe in hell, thou art there also.
6 He hath set me in darknesse, as they that be dead for euer.
2 Though they dig into hell, thence shall my hande take them, though they clime vp to heauen, thence will I bring them downe.
16 Camest thou euer into the grounde of the sea, or walkedst in the lowe corners of the deepe?
18 The Lorde hath greatly chastened me: but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
7 Make speede, hearken vnto me O God, my spirite waxeth faynt: hyde not thy face from me, for I am lyke vnto them that go downe into the pyt.
6 The Lord kylleth and maketh alyue, bryngeth downe to the graue & fetcheth vp agayne.
15 Let not the water fludde drowne me, neither let the deepe swalowe me vp: & let not the pyt shut her mouth vpon me.
9 And they that seeke my soule to oppresse it: shall go vnder the earth.
15 My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
10 The mountaynes sawe thee and they trembled, the streame of the water passed by, the deepe made a noyse, and lift vp his handes on hye.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bounde fast to his hande, they are wrapped or writhen and come vp about my necke: he hath caused my strength to fayle, the Lorde hath deliuered me into those handes wherout I can not quyte my selfe.
5 I cryed vnto thee O God, and sayde: thou art my hope and my portion in the lande of the lyuyng.
6 Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me.
4 Take me out of the net that they haue layde priuily for me: for thou art my strength.