(123-1) <A gradual canticle.> If it had not been that the Lord was with us, let Israel now say:
(123-2) If it had not been that the Lord was with us, When men rose up against us,
(123-3) Perhaps they had swallowed us up alive. When their fury was enkindled against us,
(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.