The ribs and terrors in the whalenArched over me a dismal doomnWhile all God's sun-lit waves rolled bynAnd lift me deepening down to doomnnI saw the opening maw of hellnWith endless pains and sorrows therenElich none but they that feel can tellnOh I was plunging to despairnnIn black distressnI called my GodnWhen I could scarce believe him minenHe bowed his ears to my complaintnNo more the whale did me confinennWith speed he flew to my reliefnAs on a radiant dolphin bornenAwful, yet bright, as lightning shonenThe face of my deliverer GodnnMy song forever shall recordnThat terrible, that joyful hournI give the glory to my GodnHis all the mercy and the powernnAhab: Nevermore!