[1]{A Song of degrees. Of David.} If it had not been Jehovah who was for us -- oh let Israel say --[2]If it had not been Jehovah who was for us, when men rose up against us,[3]Then they had swallowed us up alive, when their anger was kindled against us;[4]Then the waters had overwhelmed us, a torrent had gone over our soul;[5]Then the proud waters had gone over our soul.[6]Blessed be Jehovah, who gave us not up a prey to their teeth![7]Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we have escaped.[8]Our help is in the name of Jehovah, the maker of heavens and earth.