You who still the noise of the seas, The noise of their waves, And the tumult of the peoples.
You rule the raging of the sea; When its waves rise, You still them.
Now when He said to them, “I am He,” they drew back and fell to the ground.
He calms the storm, So that its waves are still.
Surely the wrath of man shall praise You; With the remainder of wrath You shall gird Yourself.
So they picked up Jonah and threw him into the sea, and the sea ceased from its raging.
But the Lord sent out a great wind on the sea, and there was a mighty tempest on the sea, so that the ship was about to be broken up.
Do not forget the voice of Your enemies; The tumult of those who rise up against You increases continually.
The Lord reigns, He is clothed with majesty; The Lord is clothed, He has girded Himself with strength. Surely the world is established, so that it cannot be moved.
He has made the earth by His power, He has established the world by His wisdom, And has stretched out the heavens at His discretion.
Pilate answered, “What I have written, I have written.”
And when he had said these things, he dismissed the assembly.