The Lord thundered out of heaven; the Most High uttered his voice.
He loosed his arrows and scattered them; he hurled thunderbolts and routed them.
The beds of the seas were uncovered, and the foundations of the world laid bare, at your battle cry, O Lord, at the blast of the breath of your nostrils.
He reached down from on high and grasped me; he drew me out of great waters.
He delivered me from my strong enemies and from those who hated me; for they were too mighty for me.
They confronted me in the day of my disaster; but the lord was my support.
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