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"Or who shut up the sea with doors, When it broke forth from the womb,
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When I made clouds the garment of it, Thick darkness a swaddling-band for it,
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Marked out for it my bound, Set bars and doors,
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And said, `Here you may come, but no further; Here shall your proud waves be stayed?`
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"Have you commanded the morning in your days, And caused the dawn to know its place;
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That it might take hold of the ends of the earth, And shake the wicked out of it?