Psalms 69:15
Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.
Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.
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13And I -- my prayer `is' to Thee, O Jehovah, A time of good pleasure, O God, In the abundance of Thy kindness, Answer me in the truth of Thy salvation.
14Deliver me from the mire, and let me not sink, Let me be delivered from those hating me, And from deep places of waters.
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.
3I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
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.
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.
16Answer me, O Jehovah, for good `is' Thy kindness, According to the abundance Of Thy mercies turn Thou unto me,
17And hide not Thy face from Thy servant, For I am in distress -- haste, answer me.
54Flowed have waters over my head, I have said, I have been cut off.
55I called Thy name, O Jehovah, from the lower pit.
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.
7Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.
17He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.
16He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.
3Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down `to' the pit.
4Compassed me have cords of death, And streams of the worthless make me afraid.
5Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.
7Haste, answer me, O Jehovah, My spirit hath been consumed, Hide not Thou Thy face from me, Or I have been compared with those going down `to' the pit.
24Judge me according to Thy righteousness, O Jehovah my God, And they do not rejoice over me.
25They do not say in their heart, `Aha, our desire.' They do not say, `We swallowed him up.'
1A Song of the Ascents. From depths I have called Thee, Jehovah.
6Thou hast put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
1By David. Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, My rock, be not silent to me! Lest Thou be silent to me, And I have been compared With those going down to the pit.
4Then the waters had overflowed us, The stream passed over our soul,
5Then passed over our soul had the proud waters.
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
16Hast thou come in to springs of the sea? And in searching the deep Hast thou walked up and down?
11Or darkness -- thou dost not see, And abundance of waters doth cover thee.
17O Jehovah, let me not be ashamed, For I have called Thee, let the wicked be ashamed, Let them become silent to Sheol.
11Let not a foot of pride meet me, And a hand of the wicked let not move me.
3Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
19How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle.
5The depths do cover them; They went down into the depths as a stone.
12A sea-`monster' am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?
14As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
7Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,
8From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not.
20Because Thou hast showed me many and sad distresses, Thou turnest back -- Thou revivest me, And from the depths of the earth, Thou turnest back -- Thou bringest me up.
12We swallow them as Sheol -- alive, And whole -- as those going down `to' the pit,
21Do not forsake me, O Jehovah, My God, be not far from me,
21Thy hand put far off from me, And Thy terror let not terrify me.
19And Thou, O Jehovah, be not far off, O my strength, to help me haste.
31Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.
9Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
11Thou, O Jehovah, restrainest not Thy mercies from me, Thy kindness and Thy truth do continually keep me.
13Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
4Bring me out from the net that they hid for me, For Thou `art' my strength.