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The cords of Sheol tightened;
    the snares of death lay in wait for me.
In my distress I called out: Lord!
    I cried out to my God;
From his temple[a] he heard my voice,
    my cry reached his ears.

The earth rocked and shook;[b]
    the foundations of the heavens trembled;
    they shook as his wrath flared up.

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Footnotes

  1. 22:7 His temple: his heavenly abode.
  2. 22:8–10 The Lord’s coming is depicted by means of a storm theophany, including earthquake (vv. 8, 16) and thunderstorm (vv. 9–15); cf. Jgs 5:4–5; Ps 29; 97:2–6; Hb 3.