1
I love you, God - you make me strong.
2
God is bedrock under my feet, the castle in which I live, my rescuing knight. My God - the high crag where I run for dear life, hiding behind the boulders, safe in the granite hideout.
3
I sing to God, the Praise-Lofty, and find myself safe and saved.
4
The hangman's noose was tight at my throat; devil waters rushed over me.
5
Hell's ropes cinched me tight; death traps barred every exit.