Who were cut down before their time, Whose foundations were swept away by a flood?

The pangs of death surrounded me, And the floods of ungodliness made me afraid.

Deliver me out of the mire, And let me not sink; Let me be delivered from those who hate me, And out of the deep waters.

Let not the floodwater overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up; And let not the pit shut its mouth on me.

Now therefore, behold, the Lord brings up over them The waters of the River, strong and mighty -- The king of Assyria and all his glory; He will go up over all his channels And go over all his banks.

He will pass through Judah, He will overflow and pass over, He will reach up to the neck; And the stretching out of his wings Will fill the breadth of Your land, O Immanuel.