Tyndale(i)
9 The enymye sayde, I will folowe and ouertake the ad will deuyde the spoyle: I will satysfie my lust apon the: I will drawe my swerde and myne hande shall destroye them.
10 Thou bluest with thy breth ad the see couered the, and they sanke as leed in the myghtye waters.
11 who is like vnto the o Lord amoge goddes: who is like the so glorious in holynes feerfull, laudable ad that shewest wondres?
12 Thou stretchedest out thy righte hande. ad the erth swalowed them.