123:4. Perhaps the waters had swallowed us up.
123:5. Our soul hath passed through a torrent: perhaps our soul had passed through a water insupportable.
123:6. Blessed be the Lord, who hath not given us to be a prey to their teeth.
123:7. Our soul hath been delivered as a sparrow out of the snare of the fowlers. The snare is broken, and we are delivered.
123:8. Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.
Psalms Chapter 124
Qui confidunt.
The just are always under God’s protection.
A gradual canticle.
124:1. They that trust in the Lord shall be as mount Sion: he shall not be moved for ever that dwelleth