| The overflowing of the water passed by: the deep uttered his voice, and lifted up his hands on high. (Hab. 3:10) |
| Deliver Me out of the mire, and let Me not sink: let Me be delivered from them that hate Me, and out of the deep waters. Let not the waterflood overflow Me, neither let the deep swallow Me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon Me. (Psa. 69:14‑15) |
Lord Jesus! we remember
The travail of Thy soul,
When, through Thy love’s deep pity,
The waves did o’er Thee roll;
Baptized in death’s dark waters,
For us Thy blood was shed;
For us Thou (Lord of glory)
Wast numbered with the dead. |
