Ps.116.3

The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.

Ps.116.3

Death stared me in the face, hell was hard on my heels. Up against it, I didn't know which way to turn;

Ps.116.3

The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of the grave came upon me; I was overcome by trouble and sorrow.

Ps.116.3

The pains of death surrounded me, And the pangs of Sheol laid hold of me; I found trouble and sorrow.