2 The Lord is my high ridge, my stronghold, my deliverer.My God is my rocky summit where I take shelter,my shield, the horn that saves me, and my refuge.
3 I called to the Lord, who is worthy of praise,and I was delivered from my enemies.
4 The waves of death engulfed me,the currents of chaos overwhelmed me.
5 The ropes of Sheol tightened around me,the snares of death trapped me.
6 In my distress I called to the Lord;I cried out to my God.From his heavenly temple he heard my voice;he listened to my cry for help.
7 The earth heaved and shook;the roots of the mountains trembled;they heaved because he was angry.
8 Smoke ascended from his nose;fire devoured as it came from his mouth;he hurled down fiery coals.