⁷ All the streams are going unto the sea, and the sea is not full; unto a place whither the streams are going, thither they are turning back to go.

¹⁰ And I measure over it My statute, And place bar and doors,

¹¹ And say, `Hitherto come thou, and add not, And a command is placed On the pride of thy billows.'

⁶ The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand.

⁷ From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away.

⁸ They go up hills -- they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them.

⁹ A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth.