| Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; Thy terrors have cut me off. They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together. (Psa. 88:16‑17) |
| I went down to the bottoms of the mountains; the earth with her bars was about me forever: yet hast Thou brought up my life from corruption, O Lord my God. (Jonah 2:6) |
| He … spake of the resurrection of Christ, that His soul was not left in hell, neither His flesh did see corruption. (Acts 2:31) |
Lord, we joy, Thy toils are ended,
Glad Thy suffering time is o’er;
To Thy Father’s throne ascended,
There Thou livest to die no more;
Yes, my soul! He lives for thee,
He who gave Himself for me. |
