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I see the tents of Cushan under attack by evil forces.
    The tent curtains of Midian shake throughout that land.

Was Your rage directed at the rivers, O Eternal One?
    Or Your anger at the rivers?
Or Your fury at the seas?
    Is this why You drove your horses, Your chariots of deliverance?
Your bow was prepared for battle.
    Your arrows waited for Your command.


You split the earth with rivers.

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