F ear ye not me? saith Jehovah: will ye not tremble at my presence, who have placed the sand for the bound of the sea, by a perpetual decree, that it cannot pass it? and though the waves thereof toss themselves, yet can they not prevail; though they roar, yet can they not pass over it.
“¿No me teméis ?” —declara el Señor. “¿No tembláis delante de mí, que puse la arena como frontera del mar, límite perpetuo que no traspasará? Aunque se agiten las olas, no prevalecerán; aunque rujan, no pasarán sobre ella.
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