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15 He let fly his arrows[a] and scattered them;
    shot his lightning bolts and dispersed them.(A)
16 Then the bed of the sea appeared;
    the world’s foundations lay bare,(B)
At your rebuke, O Lord,
    at the storming breath of your nostrils.
17 He reached down from on high and seized me;
    drew me out of the deep waters.(C)

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Footnotes

  1. 18:15 Arrows: lightning.