Your horses charged into the Red Sea. They stirred up the great waters.
Your path led through the Red Sea. You walked through the mighty waters. But your footprints were not seen.
You led your people like a flock. You led them by the hands of Moses and Aaron.
The powerful blast from your nose piled up the waters. The rushing waters stood firm like a wall. The deep waters stood up in the middle of the sea.
Lord, were you angry with the rivers? Were you angry with the streams? Were you angry with the Red Sea? You rode your horses and chariots to overcome it.