¹⁷ He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.

⁷ Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,

¹⁵ And he saith to me, `The waters that thou didst see, where the whore doth sit, are peoples, and multitudes, and nations, and tongues;'

⁵⁴ Flowed have waters over my head, I have said, I have been cut off.

² When thou passest into waters, I `am' with thee, And into floods, they do not overflow thee, When thou goest into fire, thou art not burnt, And a flame doth not burn against thee.

¹ A Song of the Ascents. From depths I have called Thee, Jehovah.

⁴ Then the waters had overflowed us, The stream passed over our soul,

⁵ Then passed over our soul had the proud waters.

³ Floods have lifted up, O Jehovah, Floods have lifted up their voice, Floods lift up their breakers.

⁴ Than the voices of many mighty waters, Breakers of a sea, mighty on high `is' Jehovah,

¹ To the Overseer. -- `Destroy not,' by David. -- A secret treasure, in Saul's sending, and they watch the house to put him to death. Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God, From my withstanders set me on high.

² Deliver me from workers of iniquity, And from men of blood save me.

⁶ For this doth every saintly one pray to Thee, As the time to find. Surely at an overflowing of many waters, Unto him they come not.

¹⁶ He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.

¹⁰ And the lad groweth, and she bringeth him in to the daughter of Pharaoh, and he is to her for a son, and she calleth his name Moses, and saith, `Because -- from the water I have drawn him.'