⁶ I sank down to the very roots of the mountains.
    I was imprisoned in the earth,
    whose gates lock shut forever.
But you, O Lord my God,
    snatched me from the jaws of death!

³ You brought me up from the grave,^[a] O Lord.
    You kept me from falling into the pit of death.

¹⁰ For you will not leave my soul among the dead^[a]
    or allow your holy one^[b] to rot in the grave.

¹⁷ Yes, this anguish was good for me,
    for you have rescued me from death
    and forgiven all my sins.

²⁵ Before the mountains were formed,
    before the hills, I was born—
²⁶ before he had made the earth and fields
    and the first handfuls of soil.
²⁷ I was there when he established the heavens,
    when he drew the horizon on the oceans.
²⁸ I was there when he set the clouds above,
    when he established springs deep in the earth.
²⁹ I was there when he set the limits of the seas,
    so they would not spread beyond their boundaries.
And when he marked off the earth’s foundations,