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.^(A)

⁶ At your rebuke, O God of Jacob,
    both rider and horse lay stunned.

⁹ He rebuked the Red Sea,^[a] and it became dry;
    he led them through the deep as through a desert.^(A)