Coverdale(i)
53 They haue put downe my life in to a pitte, and layed a stone vpon me.
54 They poured water vpon my heade, then thought I: now am I vndone.
55 I called vpon thy name (O LORDE) out of the depe pitte.
56 Thou hast herde my voyce, & hast not turned awaye thine eares fro my sighinge and crienge.