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In the greatness of your majesty
    you broke down your enemies.
You sent forth your anger,
    it consumed them like stubble.
By the breath[a] of your nostrils
    the waters were piled up,
the flowing waters stood up like a hill,
    the deep waters congealed in the heart of the sea.

“The enemy said, ‘I’ll pursue them,[b] I’ll overtake them,[c]
    I’ll divide the spoil.
I’ll satisfy my anger[d] on them,
    I’ll draw my sword,
        and my hand will bring them to ruin.’

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Footnotes

  1. Exodus 15:8 Or wind
  2. Exodus 15:9 The Heb. lacks them
  3. Exodus 15:9 The Heb. lacks them
  4. Exodus 15:9 Lit. my soul