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The waters around me rose to my neck,
    and the deep was closing around me;
    seaweed was twined around my head.
Down I plunged to the roots of the mountains,
    sinking to the netherworld
    whose bars would imprison me forever.
But you brought me up alive from the pit,
    Lord, my God.
As my life was ebbing away,
    I remembered the Lord,
and my prayer reached you
    in your holy temple.

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