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When I made the clouds its garment, And thick darkness its swaddling band;
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When I fixed My limit for it, And set bars and doors;
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When I said, 'This far you may come, but no farther, And here your proud waves must stop!'
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"Have you commanded the morning since your days began, And caused the dawn to know its place,
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That it might take hold of the ends of the earth, And the wicked be shaken out of it?
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It takes on form like clay under a seal, And stands out like a garment.
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From the wicked their light is withheld, And the upraised arm is broken.
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"Have you entered the springs of the sea? Or have you walked in search of the depths?
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Have the gates of death been revealed to you? Or have you seen the doors of the shadow of death?
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Have you comprehended the breadth of the earth? Tell Me, if you know all this.
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"Where is the way to the dwelling of light? And darkness, where is its place,