⁸ The water heaped up^(A) at the blast from your nostrils;
the currents stood firm like a dam.
The watery depths congealed in the heart of the sea.

¹¹ Moab has been left quiet since his youth,
settled like wine on its dregs.^(A)
He hasn’t been poured from one container to another
or gone into exile.
So his taste has remained the same,
and his aroma hasn’t changed.