The ropes of the wicked tighten around me, but I do not forget your law.

It is as if I have been given fertile fields or received a beautiful tract of land.

The waves of death engulfed me, the currents of chaos overwhelmed me.

The ropes of Sheol tightened around me, the snares of death trapped me.

saying, “To you I will give the land of Canaan as the portion of your inheritance.”

He drove the nations out from before them; he assigned them their tribal allotments and allowed the tribes of Israel to settle down.

The ropes of death tightened around me, the snares of Sheol confronted me. I was confronted with trouble and sorrow.

Proud men hide a snare for me; evil men spread a net by the path; they set traps for me. (Selah)