4 I will call on the Lord who is worthy to be praised: and I shall be saved from my enemies.
5 For the pangs of death have sur rounded me: the floods of Belial have made me afraid.
6 The cords of hell compassed me: the snares of death prevented me.
7 In my distress I will call upon the Lord, and I will cry to my God: and he will hear my voice out of his temple, and my cry shall come to his ears.
8 The earth shook and trembled, the foundations of the mountains were moved, and shaken, because he was angry with them.
9 A smoke went up from his nostrils, and a devouring fire out of his mouth: coals were kindled by it.
10 He bowed the heavens, and came down: and darkness was under his feet.