English poem
The Prayer of Jonah to the Lord his God out of the Fishes bely
by Anonymous
I To the Lord from my distress did cry, and he gave ear: Out of hells belly I did cry, and he my voice did hear; Into the deep and midst of Seas because thou didst me cast: The floods me compass'd all thy waves and billows o're me past.
Then did I say, I utterly, cast from thy sight remain. Thy holy temple yet will I towards it look again. The waters even to the soul did me encompass round. The depths me round enclos'd, the weeds about my head were bound.
To mountains bottoms I went down earths bars me aye beset. Yet Lord my God thou brought'st my life up from corruptions pit. When as my soul did saint in me, the Lord remembred I; And in my prayer came unto thee, into thy sanctuary.
They their own mercies leave, that do mark lying vanities. But with the voice of giving thanks to thee I'll sacrifice. The thing the which I vowed have to pay I will accord; Because alone salvation proceedeth from the Lord.