Tyndale(i)
3 For thou hadest cast me downe depe in the middes of the se: and the floud copased me aboute: and all thy waues and rowles of water wet ouer me:
4 and I thought yt I had bene cast awaye out of thy sight. But I will yet agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.
5 The water copased me eue vn to the very soule of me: the depe laye aboute me: ad the wedes were wrappte aboude myne heed.