{A Song of degrees. Of David.} If it had not been Jehovah who was for us -- oh let Israel say --

If it had not been Jehovah who was for us, when men rose up against us,

Then they had swallowed us up alive, when their anger was kindled against us;

Then the waters had overwhelmed us, a torrent had gone over our soul;

Then the proud waters had gone over our soul.

Blessed be Jehovah, who gave us not up a prey to their teeth!

Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we have escaped.

Our help is in the name of Jehovah, the maker of heavens and earth.