15. Let not the water flood overflow me. He is
willing to bear suffering, but intreats grace that it may not get the victory
over him. He was heard in that he feared. Neither let the deep swallow meup. As Jonah came forth again, so let me also arise from the abyss of woe:
here also the Lord was heard, and so shall we be. Death itself must disgorge
us. Let not the pit shut her mouth upon me. When a great stone was rolled
over the well, or pit, used as a dungeon, the prisoner was altogether enclosed
and forgotten; this is an apt picture of the state of someone buried alive in
grief and left without remedy; against this the great sufferer pleaded and was
heard. He was baptized in agony but not drowned in it; the grave enclosed him,
but he burst his prison. We deserve to be swept away as with a flood, to be
drowned in ours sins, to be shut up in hell; let us, then, plead the merits of
our Saviour.
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