Psalms 42:7
“Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.”
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Yet the Lord will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.
I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
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“The floods have lifted up, O Lord, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their waves.”
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“Which stilleth the noise of the seas, the noise of their waves, and the tumult of the people.”
“The clouds poured out water: the skies sent out a sound: thine arrows also went abroad.”
“Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters, and thy footsteps are not known.”