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10 The mountains saw You and writhe.
A downpour of water overflows.
The deep gives its voice—
    it lifts up hands high.
11 Sun and moon, stand in lofty abode.
At the flash of Your arrows they go,
at the radiance of the lightning of Your spear.
12 With indignation You pace the land.
With anger You thresh nations.

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