They were overwhelmed by fear and said to one another, “Who then is this? ¹  Even the wind and sea obey him!” ² 

This is how the once-proud city will end up ¹  – the city that was so secure. ²  She thought to herself, ³  “I am unique! No one can compare to me!” ⁴  What a heap of ruins she has become, a place where wild animals live! Everyone who passes by her taunts her ⁵  and shakes his fist. ⁶ 

“You are to take the ram of the consecration and cook ¹  its meat in a holy place. ² 

why it is so dark you cannot see, ¹  and why a flood ²  of water covers you.

he digs a pit ¹  and then falls into the hole he has made. ² 

For my sins overwhelm me; ¹  like a heavy load, they are too much for me to bear.

For this reason ¹  I will praise you while I live; in your name I will lift up my hands. ² 

The sailors ¹  rejoiced because the waves ²  grew quiet, and he led them to the harbor ³  they desired.

The Beloved about Her Lover: He brought me ¹  into the banquet hall, ²  and he looked ³  at me lovingly. ⁴ 

This is what the Lord says, the one who made a road through the sea, a pathway through the surging waters,

Samaria and its king will be carried off ¹  like a twig ²  on the surface of the waters.

But when the apostles ¹  Barnabas and Paul heard about ²  it, they tore ³  their clothes and rushed out ⁴  into the crowd, shouting, ⁵ 

But these assets I have come to regard as liabilities because of Christ.

Then ¹  I heard what sounded like the voice of a vast throng, like the roar of many waters and like loud crashes of thunder. They were shouting: ²  “Hallelujah! For the Lord our God, ³  the All-Powerful, ⁴  reigns!

By the blast of your nostrils ¹  the waters were piled up, the flowing water stood upright like a heap, ²  and the deep waters were solidified in the heart of the sea.

when its waves ¹  crash ²  and foam, and the mountains shake ³  before the surging sea. ⁴  (Selah)

I sink into the deep mire where there is no solid ground; ¹  I am in ²  deep water, and the current overpowers me.

Turn your eyes away from me – they overwhelm ¹  me! Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Mount Gilead.

Every blow from his punishing cudgel, ¹  with which the Lord will beat them, ²  will be accompanied by music from the ³  tambourine and harp, and he will attack them with his weapons. ⁴ 

the one who led chariots and horses to destruction, ¹  together with a mighty army. They fell down, ²  never to rise again; they were extinguished, put out like a burning wick: