Salmos 42

Roaring deep unto roaring deep, is calling, at the voice of thy cataracts, All thy breakers and thy rolling waves, over me, have passed.

Un abismo llama á otro á la voz de tus canales: todas tus ondas y tus olas han pasado sobre mí.

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have swept over me.