Geneva(i)
6 Thy right hande, O Lord, is glorious in power: thy right hand, O Lord, hath brused the enemie.
7 And in thy great glorie thou hast ouerthrowen them that rose against thee: thou sentest forth thy wrath, which consumed them as the stubble.
8 And by the blast of thy nostrels the waters were gathered, the floods stoode still as an heape, the depthes congealed together in the heart of the Sea.
9 The enemie sayd, I wil pursue, I wil ouertake them, I will deuide the spoyle, my lust shall bee satisfied vpon them, I will drawe my sworde, mine hand shall destroy them.
10 Thou blewest with thy winde, the Sea couered them, they sanke as leade in the mightie waters.