Exodus 15:8-10

New Revised Standard Version, Anglicised

⁸ At the blast of your nostrils the waters piled up,
    the floods stood up in a heap;
    the deeps congealed in the heart of the sea.
⁹ The enemy said, “I will pursue, I will overtake,
    I will divide the spoil, my desire shall have its fill of them.
    I will draw my sword, my hand shall destroy them.”
¹⁰ You blew with your wind, the sea covered them;
    they sank like lead in the mighty waters.