The waters flowed over my head, and I thought I was going to die.
For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Lilies.” Of David. Save me, O God, for the waters are up to my neck.
For You cast me into the deep, into the heart of the seas, and the current swirled about me; all Your breakers and waves swept over me.
He is driven from light into darkness and is chased from the inhabited world.
He has driven me away and made me walk in darkness instead of light.
He has blocked my way so I cannot pass; He has veiled my paths with darkness.
…then the floods would have engulfed us, then the torrent would have overwhelmed us,
Can you command the clouds so that a flood of water covers you?
But the sons of the kingdom will be thrown into the outer darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.”
The light in his tent grows dark, and the lamp beside him goes out.
They encounter darkness by day and grope at noon as in the night.
…a day of darkness and gloom, a day of clouds and blackness. Like the dawn overspreading the mountains a great and strong army appears, such as never was of old, nor will ever be in ages to come.