Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Then Jeshurun waxed fat, and kicked: Thou wast fat, Thou wast thick, Thou wast gorged, So he forsook the GOD who made him, And treated as foolish his Rock of salvation.
Then he rode on a cherub, and flew, and darted on the wings of the wind;
Sing ye to God, Make music of his Name, - Lift up (a song), to him that rideth through the waste plains, - Since Yah is his name, exult ye before him.
Building, in the waters, his upper chambers, - Who maketh clouds his chariot, Who passeth along on the wings of the wind;
The oracle on Egypt: Lo! Yahweh, riding upon a swift cloud, and he will enter Egypt, And the idols of Egypt shall shake at his presence, And, the heart of Egypt, shall melt within him;
Against the rivers, is Yahweh wroth? Against the rivers, is thine anger? Against the sea, is thine indignation? For thou wilt ride on Thy horses, Thy chariots, shall be salvation!