² From the end of the earth will I send up my cry to you, when my heart is overcome: take me to the rock which is over-high for me.

³ I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)

² The Lord is my Rock, my walled town, and my saviour; my God, my Rock, in him will I put my faith; my breastplate, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.

²⁹ But if in those lands you are turned again to the Lord your God, searching for him with all your heart and soul, he will not keep himself from you.

⁶ He only is my Rock and my salvation; he is my high tower; I will not be greatly moved.

² He only is my Rock and my salvation; he is my high tower; I will not be greatly moved.

² And a man will be as a safe place from the wind, and a cover from the storm; as rivers of water in a dry place, as the shade of a great rock in a waste land.

³ When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.

⁵ For in the time of trouble he will keep me safe in his tent: in the secret place of his tent he will keep me from men's eyes; high on a rock he will put me.

⁶ My soul is crushed down in me, so I will keep you in mind; from the land of Jordan and of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

⁴⁶ The Lord is living; praise be to my Rock, and let the God of my salvation be honoured.

⁴⁴ And being in great trouble of soul, the force of his prayer became stronger, and great drops, like blood, came from him, falling to the earth.

³³ And he took with him Peter and James and John, and grief and great trouble came on him.

³⁴ And he said to them, My soul is very sad, even to death: be here a little time, and keep watch.

² Then Jonah made prayer to the Lord his God from the inside of the fish, and said,

³ In my trouble I was crying to the Lord, and he gave me an answer; out of the deepest underworld I sent up a cry, and you gave ear to my voice.

⁴ For you have put me down into the deep, into the heart of the sea; and the river was round about me; all your waves and your rolling waters went over me.

¹¹ O troubled one, storm-crushed, uncomforted! see, your stones will be framed in fair colours, and your bases will be sapphires.

⁴ Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.

⁹ If I take the wings of the morning, and go to the farthest parts of the sea;

¹⁰ Even there will I be guided by your hand, and your right hand will keep me.

⁵ Fear and shaking have come over me, with deep fear I am covered.

⁵ Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God, for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.

² He took me up out of a deep waste place, out of the soft and sticky earth; he put my feet on a rock, and made my steps certain.