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 The sea beheld it and fled; * Jordan turned and went back.

The mountains skipped like rams, * and the little hills like young sheep.

What ailed you, O sea, that you fled? * O Jordan, that you turned back?

You mountains, that you skipped like rams? * you little hills like young sheep?

Tremble, O earth, at the presence of the Lord, * at the presence of the God of Jacob,

Who turned the hard rock into a pool of water * and flint&#8209;stone into a flowing spring.

Not to us, O, not to us, but to your Name give glory; * because of your love and because of your faithfulness.

Why should the heathen say, * “Where then is their God?”

Our God is in heaven; * whatever he wills to do he does.

Their idols are silver and gold, * the work of human hands.

They have mouths, but they cannot speak; * eyes have they, but they cannot see;

They have ears, but they cannot hear; * noses, but they cannot smell;