9 When I made the cloud the garment thereof, and thick darkness a swaddlingband for it,
10 And prescribed for it my decree, and set bars and doors,
11 And said, Hitherto shalt thou come, but no further; and here shall thy proud waves be stayed?
12 Hast thou commanded the morning since thy days began, and caused the dayspring to know its place;
13 That it might take hold of the ends of the earth, and the wicked be shaken out of it?
14 It is changed as clay under the seal; and all things stand forth as a garment:
15 And from the wicked their light is withholden, and the high arm is broken.