Psalms 124

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. A psalm of David. If the Lord hadn't been for us, what would have happened? Let everyone in Israel say:

A Song of degrees. Of David. If it had not been Jehovah who was for us — oh let Israel say —

2 If the Lord hadn't been for us, what would have happened when people came and attacked us?

If it had not been Jehovah who was for us, when men rose up against us,

3 They would have swallowed us alive when their anger raged against us.

Then they had swallowed us up alive, when their anger was kindled against us;

4 Like a flood they would have swept over us; like a rushing torrent they would have submerged us.

Then the waters had overwhelmed us, a torrent had gone over our soul;

5 They would have rushed over us like raging waters, drowning us.

Then the proud waters had gone over our soul.

6 Praise the Lord, who didn't hand us over to them as prey to be ripped apart by their teeth.

Blessed be Jehovah, who gave us not up a prey to their teeth!

7 We escaped from them like a bird flying out of a hunter's trap. The trap was broken and we flew away!

Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we have escaped.

8 Our help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

Our help is in the name of Jehovah, the maker of heavens and earth.