God will not withdraw His anger; the helpers of pride stoop under Him.

Though wickedness is sweet in his mouth, though he hides it under his tongue;

The departed spirits tremble under the waters, and those who dwell in them.

He binds up the waters in His thick clouds; and the cloud is not torn under them.

For He looks to the end of the earth, and sees under all the heavens;

They bray among the bushes; they huddle together under the nettles;

As through a wide break they came on; they roll under a ruin.

He loosens it under the whole heavens, and His lightning to the ends of the earth.

It is turned like clay under a seal; and they stand forth like a garment.

He lies under the lotus, in the hiding place of the reed and the marsh.

Points of potsherds are under him; he spreads sharp pointed marks on the mire.