| 1 | But now we call the arrogant blessed. | |
| 2 | To the arrogant I say, 'Boast no more, ' and to the wicked, 'Do not lift up your horns. | |
| 3 | You rule over the surging sea; when its waves mount up, you still them. | |
| 4 | And said, Hitherto shalt thou come, but no further: and here shall thy proud waves be stayed? | |
| 5 | He hath shewed strength with his arm; he hath scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts. |