4 Then the waters had overwhelmed us, the stream had gone over our soul:
5 Then the proud waters had gone over our soul.
6 Blessed [be] the LORD, who hath not given us [as] a prey to their teeth.
7 Our soul hath 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 the LORD, who made heaven and earth.