He sent from on high, he took me, - he drew me out of many waters;

They have surrounded me like waters, all the day, They have come circling against me together:

Roaring deep unto roaring deep, is calling, at the voice of thy cataracts, All thy breakers and thy rolling waves, over me, have passed.

Save me, O God, For waters have entered as far as the life;

Though My Lord, should give you bread in short measure and water in scant allowance Yet will thy Teacher not hide himself any more, But thine eyes shall ever be looking on thy Teacher.

When thou passest through the waters, with thee, I am, Or, through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee, - When thou walkest through fire, thou shall not be scorched, And, a flame, shall not kindle upon thee;

As for the oppressed and the needy. Seeking water when there is none, Their tongue with thirst being parched I - Yahweh, will answer them, The God of Israel, I will not forsake them:

And he speaketh, and there ariseth a tempestuous wind, which lifteth on high its rolling waves; They mount the heavens, they descend the roaring deeps, their soul, by trouble, dissolveth; They reel and stagger, like a drunken man, and, all their wisdom, is engulfed,read more.
Then make they outcry to Yahweh in their peril, and, out of their distresses, he bringeth them forth, He calmeth the storm to a whisper, and silent are their rolling waves: