The sea is rough.

The sea is raging.

The sea was raging against them more and more.

It's the open sea now. The waves are swelling.

I'd rather work with someone cold like her, than someone rambunctious.

Behold, the storm of Yahweh, his wrath, has gone forth. Yes, a whirling storm. It shall burst on the head of the wicked.

Behold, a whirlwind of the LORD is gone forth in fury, even a grievous whirlwind it shall fall grievously upon the head of the wicked.

This group represents the sons of Antiope, Amphius, and Zethus... who, to avenge their mother, tied the cruel Queen Dirce... to the horn of an angry bull.

They were taught that self interest was a raging sea that was a sure path to eternal damnation.

All the same, Captain, dead calm or not... there are lots of other ships that'd be rolling anyway.

Uwaifo, a corrupt judge is more harmful to the society than a man who runs amuck with a dagger in a crowded street.