1 For the music director; by the LORD's servant David, who sang to the LORD the words of this song when the LORD rescued him from the power of all his enemies, including Saul. He said: |I love you, LORD, my source of strength!

2 The LORD is my high ridge, my stronghold, my deliverer. My God is my rocky summit where I take shelter, my shield, the horn that saves me, and my refuge.

3 I called to the LORD, who is worthy of praise, and I was delivered from my enemies.

4 The waves of death engulfed me, the currents of chaos overwhelmed me.

5 The ropes of Sheol tightened around me, the snares of death trapped me.

6 In my distress I called to the LORD; I cried out to my God. From his heavenly temple he heard my voice; he listened to my cry for help.

7 The earth heaved and shook; the roots of the mountains trembled; they heaved because he was angry.

8 Smoke ascended from his nose; fire devoured as it came from his mouth; he hurled down fiery coals.

9 He made the sky sink as he descended; a thick cloud was under his feet.

Psalms 18:1-9, New English Translation. Copyright © 1996-2017 by Biblical Studies Press.
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