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With the greatness of your majesty you have overthrown those who rose up against you.
    You sent forth your anger and it devoured them like straw.
At the breath of your nostrils, the waters piled up.
    The flood waters piled up and stood like a mound;
    the deep waters congealed in the midst of the sea.
“The enemy had said, ‘I will pursue and overtake them.
    I will divide the spoil, and my passion will be satisfied on them.
    I will draw my sword, and my hand will destroy them.’

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