Jonah 2:5
The waters compased me, euen to the very soule: the depe laye aboute me, and the wedes were wrapte aboute myne heade.
The waters compased me, euen to the very soule: the depe laye aboute me, and the wedes were wrapte aboute myne heade.
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2 and sayed: In my trouble I called vnto ye LORDE, and he herde me: out off the bely off hell I cried, and thou herdest my voyce.
3 Thou haddest cast me downe depe in ye middest off the see, and the floude compased me aboute: yee all thy wawes and rowles of water went ouer me,
4 I thought that I had bene cast awaye out of thy sight: but I wil yet agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.
6 I wente downe to the botome of the hilles, & was barred in with earth for euer. But thou (o LORDE my God) hast brought vp my lyfe agayne out of corrupcion.
7 When my soule faynted within me, I thought vpon the LORDE: and my prayer came in vnto the, euen in to thy holy temple.
53 They haue put downe my life in to a pitte, and layed a stone vpon me.
54 They poured water vpon my heade, then thought I: now am I vndone.
55 I called vpon thy name (O LORDE) out of the depe pitte.
1 Helpe me (o God) for the waters are come in eue vnto my soule.
2 I sticke fast in the depe myre, where no grounde is: I am come into depe waters, and the floudes wil drowne me.
5 For the sorowes of death copased me, and the brokes of Belial made me afrayed.
6 The paynes of hell came aboute me, and the snares of death had ouertaken me.
4 The paynes of hell came aboute me, the snares of death toke holde vpo me.
5 Yet in my trouble I called vpo the LORDE, & coplayned vnto my God.
6 My God, my soule is vexed within me: therfore I remebre the londe of Iordane, & the litle hill of Hermonim. One depe calleth another wt the voyce of thy whystles, all thy wawes & water floudes are gone ouer me.
7 The LORDE hath promised his louynge kyndnesse daylie, therfore wil I prayse him in the night season, and make my prayer vnto ye God of my life.
14 Heare me (o God) with thy greate mercy & sure helpe.
15 Take me out of the myre, yt I syncke not: Oh let me be delyuered fro the yt hate me, & out of ye depe waters.
3 The snares of death copased me rounde aboute, the paynes of hell gat holde vpon me,
17 He sent downe from aboue, and receaued me, and drue me out of many waters.
6 Thy indignacion lieth hard vpon me, and thou vexest me with all thy floudes.
7 Sela. Thou hast put awaye myne acquataunce farre fro me, & made me to be abhorred of them:
16 He sent downe fro the heyth to fetch me, & toke me out of greate waters.
4 The depe waters of the proude had gone eue vnto oure soule.
5 But praysed be ye LORDE, which hath not geuen vs ouer for a pray vnto their teth.
17 They come rounde aboute me daylie like water, and compase me together on euery syde.
16 Camest thou euer into the groude of the see, Or, hast thou walked in ye lowe corners of ye depe?
5 ye depe hath couered them: they fell to the grounde as a stone.
12 For innumerable troubles are come aboute me: my synnes haue taken soch holde vpon me, that I am not able to loke vp: yee they are mo in nombre then the hayres of my heade, and my hert hath fayled me.
3 I am couted as one of the that go downe vnto the pytte, I am eue as a ma that hath no stregth.
4 Fre amoge the deed, like vnto the yt lye in the graue, which be out of remembrauce, and are cutt awaye from thy honde.
3 For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde.
4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
1 Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
12 Am I a see or a whalfysh, that thou kepest me so in preson?
11 Shuldest thou the se no darcknesse? Shulde not the water floude runne ouer the?
14 They fell vpon me, as it had bene ye breakynge in of waters, & came in by heapes to destroye me.
6 He hath set me in darcknesse, as they that be deed for euer.
7 He hath so hedged me in, that I can not get out, & hath layed heuy lynckes vpon me.
14 The yocke of my transgression is come at the last, with his honde hath he taken it vp, and put it aboute my neck. My strength is gone: the LORDE hath delyuered me in to those hondes, wherout I can not quyte myself.
20 Therfore wil I prayse the & thy faithfulnesse (o God) playege vpon the lute, vnto the wil I synge vpon the harpe. o thou holy one of Israel.
14 I am poured out like water, all my bones are out of ioynt: my hert in the myddest off my body is euen like meltinge waxe.
15 My strength is dried vp like a potsherde, my tunge cleueth to my goomes, and thou hast brought me in to the dust of death.
5 The giauntes & worthies yt are slayne, & lye vnder ye worlde wt their copanions:
26 They are caried vp to the heauen, & downe agayne to the depe, their soule melteth awaye in the trouble.
3 Thou LORDE hast brought my soule out of hell: thou hast kepte my life, where as they go downe to the pytte.
16 Sela. The waters sawe ye (o God) ye waters sawe ye, & were afrayed: ye depthes were moued.
6 Set vp thy self (o God) aboue the heaues, and thy glory aboue all the earth.
6 knowe this then, yt it is God, which hath handled me so violetly, & hath compased me aboute with his scourges.
3 I loke vpon my right honde & se, there is no man that wil knowe me. I haue no place to fle vnto, no man careth for my soule.