⁸ And He shutteth up with doors the sea, In its coming forth, from the womb it goeth out.

⁹ And God saith, `Let the waters under the heavens be collected unto one place, and let the dry land be seen:' and it is so.

²² Me do ye not fear, an affirmation of Jehovah? From My presence are ye not pained? Who hath made sand the border of the sea, A limit age-during, and it passeth not over it, They shake themselves, and they are not able, Yea, sounded have its billows, and they pass not over.

²⁹ In His setting for the sea its limit, And the waters transgress not His command, In His decreeing the foundations of earth,

⁷ Gathering as a heap the waters of the sea, Putting in treasuries the depths.

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.

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