7. And in the abundance of Thine excellency Thou throwest down Thy withstanders, Thou sendest forth Thy wrath--It consumeth them as stubble.
8. And by the spirit of Thine anger Have waters been heaped together; Stood as a heap have flowings; Congealed have been depths In the heart of a sea.
9. The enemy said, I pursue, I overtake; I apportion spoil; Filled is my soul with them; I draw out my sword; My hand destroyeth them: --
10. Thou hast blown with Thy wind The sea hath covered them; They sank as lead in mighty waters.
11. Who [is] like Thee among the gods, O Jehovah? Who [is] like Thee--honourable in holiness--Fearful in praises--doing wonders?
12. Thou hast stretched out Thy right hand--Earth swalloweth them!