I actually did jump out of a plane once (only 3000 feet). No religious contemplation entered my mind at all, let alone an urge to appeal to a deity I've never believed in. I was taught in the half-day preparatory course that when you jump, you're supposed to say "one-one thousand, two-one thousand, three one-thousand CHECK one thousand, CHECK CANOPY!" They went over it again and again and again and I was like "Come ON - that's so not hard to remember! I've got it, already!" Then when the moment came I jumped out of the plane and went "One one-thous... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Hoooooollllllllllyyyyyyyyy [eeeexxxxxpppllleeeetttiiiiiivvveee]... canopy!"
Nothing about god.
And if the canopy hadn't have opened, would it have been Ohhh my Gooooood, heeeeelllllllllpppppppp meeeeeeeeeeeee, "Splat"?