From deep in the realm of the dead I called for help, and you listened to my cry.3 You hurled me into the depths, into the very heart of the seas, and the currents swirled about me;
all your waves and breakers swept over me.4 I said, ‘I have been banished from your sight;
yet I will look again toward your holy temple.’5 The engulfing waters threatened me,[b] the deep surrounded me; seaweed was wrapped around my head.6 To the roots of the mountains I sank down; the earth beneath barred me in forever.
But you, Lord my God, brought my life up from the pit.
and my prayer rose to you, to your holy temple.
What I have vowed I will make good. I will say, ‘Salvation comes from the Lord.’”