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5 The waters compassed me euen vnto the soule, the deapth closed me on euery side, and the weedes were wrapt about my head. 6 I went downe to the bottome of the mountaines, the earth with her barres was about me for euer: yet hast thou brought vp my lyfe from corruption, O Lorde my God. 7 When my soule fainted within me, I remembred the Lorde, and my prayer came in vnto thee into thy holy temple. 8 They that holde vpon lying vanitie, forsake his mercie. 9 But I wyll sacrifice vnto thee with the voyce of thankesgeuing, and wyll pay that that I haue vowed: for saluation is of the Lorde. 10 And the Lorde spake vnto the fisshe, and it cast out Ionas vpon the drye lande. Jonah 2:5-10, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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