⁶ At the blast of your breath, O God of Jacob,
    their horses and chariots lay still.

“I will sing to the Lord,
    for he has triumphed gloriously;
he has hurled both horse and rider
    into the sea.

¹⁶ For we are chopped up and burned by our enemies.
    May they perish at the sight of your frown.

“Sing to the Lord,
    for he has triumphed gloriously;
he has hurled both horse and rider
    into the sea.”