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 The earth reeled and rocked; * the roots of the mountains shook; they reeled because of his anger.

Smoke rose from his nostrils and a consuming fire out of his mouth; * hot burning coals blazed forth from him.

He parted the heavens and came down * with a storm cloud under his feet.

He mounted on cherubim and flew; * he swooped on the wings of the wind.

He wrapped darkness about him; * he made dark waters and thick clouds his pavilion.

From the brightness of his presence, through the clouds, * burst hailstones and coals of fire.

The thundered out of heaven; * the Most High uttered his voice.

He loosed his arrows and scattered them; * he hurled thunderbolts and routed them.

The beds of the seas were uncovered, and the foundations of the world laid bare, * at your battle cry, O , at the blast of the breath of your nostrils.

He reached down from on high and grasped me; * he drew me out of great waters.

He delivered me from my strong enemies and from those who hated me; * for they were too mighty for me.

They confronted me in the day of my disaster; * but the was my support.