R.) In my anguish I called to the Lord and he heard my voice.
I love you, Lord, my strength, my rock, my fortress, my saviour. My God is the rock where I take refuge; my shield, my mighty help, my stronghold. The Lord is worthy of all praise; when I call I am saved from my foes. (R.)
The waves of death rose about me; the torrents of destruction assailed me; the snares of the grave entangled me; the traps of death confronted me. (R.)
In my anguish I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came to his ears. (R.)