More powerful than the roar of many waters, more powerful than the breakers of the sea, powerful in the heavens is the Lord.
And said: Thus far shall you come but no farther, and here shall your proud waves stop?
The voice of the Lord is power; the voice of the Lord is splendor.
You are robed in power, you set up the mountains by your might.
The heavens praise your marvels, Lord, your loyalty in the assembly of the holy ones.
Lord, God of hosts, who is like you? Mighty Lord, your faithfulness surrounds you.
Though the wicked flourish like grass and all sinners thrive, They are destined for eternal destruction;
Should you not fear me—oracle of the Lord— should you not tremble before me? I made the sandy shore the sea’s limit, which by eternal decree it may not overstep. Toss though it may, it is to no avail; though its billows roar, they cannot overstep.