TSK · Psalms 69:1

The cords of death surrounded me. The floods of ungodliness made me afraid.

Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have swept over me.

God, you have rejected us. You have broken us down. You have been angry. Restore us, again.

Deliver me out of the mire, and don't let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

I will make justice the measuring line, and righteousness the plumb line. The hail will sweep away the refuge of lies, and the waters will overflow the hiding place.

Waters flowed over my head; I said, I am cut off.

The serpent spewed water out of his mouth after the woman like a river, that he might cause her to be carried away by the stream.