9No symbol of ours do we see any more: no prophet is there any more, none is with us who knows how long.
10How long, O God, is the foe to insult? Shall the enemy spurn your name forever?
11Why, O Lord, do you hold back your hand, why keep your right hand in the folds of your robe?
12Yet God is our king from the ancient days, in the midst of the earth working deeds of salvation.
13It was you who did cleave the sea by your might, and shatter the heads of the ocean monsters.
14It was you who did crush many-headed Leviathan, and give him as food to the beasts of the wilderness.