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The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand.

From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away.

They go up hills -- they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them.

A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth.

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Thou coveredst it with the deep as with a garment: the waters stood above the mountains.

At thy rebuke they fled; at the voice of thy thunder they hasted away.

They go up by the mountains; they go down by the valleys unto the place which thou hast founded for them.

Thou hast set a bound that they may not pass over; that they turn not again to cover the earth.

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