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I call to the Lord, who is worthy of praise,
and I am saved from my enemies.

The waves of death swirled around me.
Floodwaters of destruction[a] rolled over me.
The ropes of the grave wrapped around me.
The traps of death threatened me.

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Footnotes

  1. 2 Samuel 22:5 Literally rivers of belial