Psalms 18:5
Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.
Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.
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5When the breakers of death compassed me, The streams of the worthless terrify me,
6The cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been the snares of death.
3Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
4And in the name of Jehovah I call: I pray Thee, O Jehovah, deliver my soul,
4Compassed me have cords of death, And streams of the worthless make me afraid.
5Compassed me have waters unto the soul, The deep doth compass me, The weed is bound to my head.
6To the cuttings of mountains I have come down, The earth, her bars `are' behind me to the age. And Thou bringest up from the pit my life, O Jehovah my God.
4My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.
5Fear and trembling come in to me, And horror doth cover me.
3For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.
2And he saith: I called, because of my distress, to Jehovah, And He doth answer me, From the belly of sheol I have cried, Thou hast heard my voice.
3When Thou dost cast me `into' the deep, Into the heart of the seas, Then the flood doth compass me, All Thy breakers and Thy billows have passed over me.
13Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
18Jah hath sorely chastened me, And to death hath not given me up.
5The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.
3For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
6In mine adversity I call Jehovah, And unto my God I cry. He heareth from His temple my voice, And My cry before Him cometh into His ears.
16He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.
17He delivereth me from my strong enemy, And from those hating me, For they have been stronger than I.
18They go before me in a day of my calamity And Jehovah is for a support to me.
5He hath built up against me, And setteth round poverty and weariness.
6In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old.
7He hath hedged me about, and I go not out, He hath made heavy my fetter.
20See, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, My bowels have been troubled, Turned hath been my heart in my midst, For I have greatly provoked, From without bereaved hath the sword, In the house `it is' as death.
1To the Overseer. -- `On the Lilies,' by David. Save me, O God, for come have waters unto the soul.
2I have sunk in deep mire, And there is no standing, I have come into the depths of the waters, And a flood hath overflown me.
3When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way `in' which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.
6Thou hast put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
12For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.
3Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down `to' the pit.
15I `am' afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors -- I pine away.
16Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,
16And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.
54Flowed have waters over my head, I have said, I have been cut off.
55I called Thy name, O Jehovah, from the lower pit.
10Therefore round about thee `are' snares, And trouble thee doth fear suddenly.
6A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
1A Song of the Ascents. From depths I have called Thee, Jehovah.
13From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.
14Bound hath been the yoke of my transgressions by His hand, They are wrapped together, They have gone up on my neck, He hath caused my power to stumble, The Lord hath given me into hands, I am not able to rise.
19They are before me in a day of my calamity, And Jehovah is my support,
1A Song of the Ascents. Unto Jehovah in my distress I have called, And He answereth me.
15Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.
9Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
9From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.
10`I -- I said in the cutting off of my days, I go in to the gates of Sheol, I have numbered the remnant of mine years.
16And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.
17For I am ready to halt, And my pain `is' before me continually.
25For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me.
9He hath hedged my ways with hewn work, My paths He hath made crooked.