The floodwaters have risen, O LORD; the rivers have raised their voice; the seas lift up their pounding waves.
Let the heavens be glad and the earth rejoice; let the sea resound, and all that fills it.
For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Lilies.” Of David. Save me, O God, for the waters are up to my neck.
You will indeed go out with joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and
Who is this, rising like the Nile, like rivers whose waters churn?
when their anger flared against us, then they would have swallowed us alive,
Alas, the tumult of many peoples; they rage like the roaring seas and clamoring nations; they rumble like the crashing o
Let the sea resound, and all that fills it, the world, and all who dwell in it.
The cords of death encompassed me; the torrents of chaos overwhelmed me.
Then the angel said to me, “The waters you saw, where the prostitute was seated, are peoples and multitudes and nations
Then from his mouth the serpent spewed water like a river to overtake the woman and sweep her away in the torrent.
Why do the nations rage and the peoples plot in vain?
For You cast me into the deep, into the heart of the seas, and the current swirled about me; all Your breakers and waves
For He spoke and raised a tempest that lifted the waves of the sea.
Rescue me from the mire and do not let me sink; deliver me from my foes and out of the deep waters.
You spoke by the Holy Spirit through the mouth of Your servant, our father David: ‘Why do the nations rage and the peopl