3 God is my rock, in him will I trust--My shield, and the horn of my salvation, My high tower, and my refuge, My saviour: thou wilt save me from violence.
4 I will call upon Jehovah, who is to be praised; So shall I be saved from mine enemies.
5 For the waves of death encompassed me, Torrents of Belial made me afraid.
6 The bands of Sheol surrounded me; The cords of death encountered me;
7 In my distress I called upon Jehovah, And I cried to my God And he heard my voice out of his temple, And my cry came into his ears.
8 Then the earth shook, and quaked; The foundations of the heavens trembled And shook because he was wroth.
9 There went up a smoke out of his nostrils, And fire out of his mouth devoured: Coals burned forth from it.