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16 Then the bed of the sea appeared;
    the world’s foundations lay bare,(A)
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.(B)
18 He rescued me from my mighty enemy,
    from foes too powerful for me.

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