9 We do not see our signs. No longer is there any prophet— and no one among us knows how long.
10 How long, O God, will the adversary mock? Will the enemy revile Your Name forever?
11 Why do You hold back Your hand, Your right hand? Draw it out of Your bosom and consume them!
12 Yet God is my King of old, working salvation in the midst of the land.
13 You split the sea with Your power. You smashed the monsters’ heads in the waters.
14 You crushed the heads of Leviathan, giving him as food to the desert dwellers.
15 You opened up spring and brook. You dried up ever-flowing rivers.