The cords of death have surrounded me, and the floods of the wicked made me afraid.

i1 [To the chief Musician. Shoshannim. A Psalm of David.] i0 par Deliver me, O God; for the waters have come in upon my soul!

I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing; I have come into deep waters, where the floods have overflowed me.

Rescue me out of the mire, and let me not sink; let me be rescued from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

Hear me, O Jehovah, for Your lovingkindness is good; turn to me according to the multitude of Your tender mercies.

Woe to the multitude of many people, who make a noise like the noise of the seas; and to the rushing of nations who make a rushing like the rushing of mighty waters!

The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters; but God shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far away, and shall be chased like the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like a rolling thing before the tempest.

Who is this rising up like a flood, whose waters move like the rivers?

Egypt rises up like a flood, and his waters surge about like the rivers. And he says, I will go up and will cover the earth; I will destroy the city and its inhabitants.

For You cast me into the deep, into the heart of the seas, and the streams surrounded me; all Your breakers and Your waves passed over me.

And the serpent spewed water out of his mouth like a flood after the woman, that he might cause her to be carried away by the flood.

Then he said to me, The waters which you saw, where the harlot sits, are peoples, multitudes, nations, and tongues.

Let the heavens rejoice, and let the earth be glad; let the sea roar, and all its fullness;

let the rivers clap their hands; let the hills be joyful together before Jehovah,

For you shall go out with joy, and be led out with peace; the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into praise, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.

Why do the nations rage, and the peoples devise a vain thing?

Let us break and tear away their bonds, and cast away their cords from us.

For He commands and raises the stormy wind, which lifts up the waves.

They mount up to the heavens, they go down again to the depths; their soul melts because it is bad.

then they would have swallowed us alive, when their wrath was kindled against us.

then the churning waters would have gone over our soul.

who by the mouth of Your servant David have said: Why did the nations rage, and the people devise vain things?

For truly against Your holy Son Jesus, whom You anointed, both Herod and Pontius Pilate, with the Gentiles and the people of Israel, were gathered together