You have laid me in the lowest Pit, in the darkest of the depths.
Do not let the floods engulf me or the depths swallow me up; let not the Pit close its mouth over me.
For great is Your loving devotion to me; You have delivered me from the depths of Sheol.
He lifted me up from the pit of despair, out of the miry clay; He set my feet upon a rock, and made my footsteps firm.
He has driven me away and made me walk in darkness instead of light.
I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in Me should remain in darkness.
For the enemy has pursued my soul, crushing my life to the ground, making me dwell in darkness like those long since dea
I called on Your name, O LORD, out of the depths of the Pit.
And the angels who did not stay within their own domain but abandoned their proper dwelling—these He has kept in eternal
A song of ascents. Out of the depths I cry to You, O LORD!
They are wild waves of the sea, foaming up their own shame; wandering stars, for whom blackest darkness has been reserve
For a fire has been kindled by My anger, and it burns to the depths of Sheol; it consumes the earth and its produce, and
But the way of the wicked is like the darkest gloom; they do not know what makes them stumble.