The sorrows of death compassed me And the floods made me afraid The sorrows of hell compassed me And the snares of death prevented me In distress I called unto God And he heard my cries
He parted the heavens and came down And darkness was under his feet He sent from above, he drew me out of the water Delivering me from my enemies
He teacheth my hands to war And my fingers to fight It is God that stands with me And brings them to fright The heathen cries unto heaven Yet the Lord remains silent (Psalm 18)