Psalms 18:3-9

³I will call vpon the Lord, which is worthie to be praysed: so shall I be safe from mine enemies.

⁴The sorowes of death compassed me, and the floods of wickednes made me afraide.

⁵The sorowes of the graue haue compassed me about: the snares of death ouertooke me.

⁶But in my trouble did I call vpon the Lord, and cryed vnto my God: he heard my voyce out of his Temple, and my crye did come before him, euen into his eares.

⁷Then the earth trembled, and quaked: the foundations also of the mountaines mooued and shooke, because he was angrie.

⁸Smoke went out at his nostrels, and a consuming fire out of his mouth: coales were kindled thereat.

⁹He bowed the heauens also and came downe, and darkenes was vnder his feete.