Those going down `to' the sea in ships, Doing business in many waters,
There do ships go: leviathan, That Thou hast formed to play in it.
By an east wind Thou shiverest ships of Tarshish.
Sing to Jehovah a new song, His praise from the end of the earth, Ye who are going down to the sea, and its fulness, Isles, and their inhabitants.
Into great waters have they brought thee, Those rowing thee, The east wind hath broken thee in the heart of the seas.
`And every shipmaster, and all the company upon the ships, and sailors, and as many as work the sea, far off stood,