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and calleth for the waters of the sea
and poureth them out,
and told the rivers ‘run into the sea’,
yet the sea is not full.
He set a compass upon the face of the depth
he maketh a way in the sea,
and a path in the mighty waters.
By his knowledge
the depths are broken up.
There is sorrow on the sea,
it cannot be quiet.
The sea wrought,
and was tempestuous.
The troubled sea,