The Prayer of Ionah (Ionah 2)

IN my distresse to thee I cri'de, oh LORD;
And thou wert pleased my complaint to heare:
Out from the bowels of the Graue I roar'd;
And to my voyce thou didst incline thine care:
For, I amid the raging Sea was cast;
And to the bottome there thou plung'd me hast.

The Flouds did round about me Circles make:
Thy waues and Billowes ouer-flow'd me quite;
And then vnto my selfe (alas) I said,
I am for euermore depriu'd thy sight:
Yet once againe thou pleased art, that I
Should to thy holy Temple lift mine eye.

Eu'n to my Soule the waters clos'd me had:
O're-swallow'd by the Deepes I fast was pent:
About my head the weeds a wreath had made:
Unto the Mountaines bottomes downe I went;
And so, that forth againe I could not get,
The Earth an euerlasting Barre had set.

Then thou, oh LORD my GOD; then thou wert he,
That from corruption didst my Life defend.
For, when my Soule was like to faint in me,
Thou thither didst into my thought descend.
And LORD, my prayer thence to thee I sent,
Which vpward to thy holy Temple went.

Those who beleeue in vaine and foolish lyes,
Despisers of their owne good safety be.
But, I will offer vp the Sacrifice
Of singing praises, with my voyce, to thee.
And I will that performe, which vow'd I haue:
For, vnto thee belongs it, LORD, to saue.