⁸ By the blast of your nostrils^(A)
    the waters piled up.^(B)
The surging waters stood up like a wall;^(C)
    the deep waters congealed in the heart of the sea.^(D)
9 The enemy boasted,
    ‘I will pursue,^(E) I will overtake them.
I will divide the spoils;^(F)
    I will gorge myself on them.
I will draw my sword
    and my hand will destroy them.’

¹⁰ But you blew with your breath,^(A)
    and the sea covered them.
They sank like lead
    in the mighty waters.^(B)

¹² “You stretch out^(A) your right hand,
    and the earth swallows your enemies.^(B)

¹⁷ You will bring^(A) them in and plant^(B) them
    on the mountain^(C) of your inheritance—
the place, Lord, you made for your dwelling,^(D)
    the sanctuary,^(E) Lord, your hands established.