מְצוֹלָה

The depths have covered them: they sank into the bottom as a stone.

He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.

For thou hadst cast me into the deep, in the midst of the seas; and the floods compassed me about: all thy billows and thy waves passed over me.

He will turn again, he will have compassion upon us; he will subdue our iniquities; and thou wilt cast all their sins into the depths of the sea.

And thou didst divide the sea before them, so that they went through the midst of the sea on the dry land; and their persecutors thou threwest into the deeps, as a stone into the mighty waters.

The Lord said, I will bring again from Bashan, I will bring my people again from the depths of the sea:

I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.

Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.

These see the works of the LORD, and his wonders in the deep.