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He stood, and the earth shook.
He looked, and startled nations.
Ancient mountains were shattered,
hills of antiquity sank down.
His ways are everlasting.

I saw tents of Cushan under calamity.
The curtains of the land of Midian are trembling.
Adonai, is your wrath against rivers?
Or Your anger at the rivers?
Or is Your fury with the sea?
For You ride on Your horses,
    Your chariots of salvation!

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