A song of ascents. From the deep water I cry out to you, O Lord.

I sink into the deep mire where there is no solid ground; I am in deep water, and the current overpowers me.

Rescue me from the mud! Don’t let me sink! Deliver me from those who hate me, from the deep water!

Now you are wrecked by the seas, in the depths of the waters; your merchandise and all your company have sunk along with you.

Did you not dry up the sea, the waters of the great deep? Did you not make a path through the depths of the sea, so those delivered from bondage could cross over?