For behold, the LORD will go out of his habitation, and visit the wickedness of them that dwell upon earth. The earth also shall disclose her own blood, and shall no more hide those that are slain in her.

O that thou wouldest cleave the heaven in sunder, and come down: that the mountains might melt away at thy presence,

With that, the spirit took me up. And I heard the noise of a great rushing and removing of the most blessed glory of the LORD out of his place.

I am unto Ephraim as a lion, and as a lion's whelp to the house of Judah. Even I, I will spoil them, and go my way. I will take them with me, and no man shall rescue them.

Place

As for our God, he is in heaven; he doth whatsoever it pleaseth him.

And tread

look well, that thou makest all such as be stubburn, to obey; tread all the ungodly under thy feet,

And therefore get thee soon into some rock, and hide thee in the ground for the fear of the LORD, and for the glory of his majesty:

For the hand of the LORD ceaseth upon this hill. But Moab shall be threshed down under him, like as the straw is trodden under feet in a dunghill.

"I have trodden the press myself alone, and of all people, there was not one with me. Thus have I trodden down mine enemies in my wrath, and set my feet upon them in my indignation: And their blood sprang upon my clothes, and so have I stained all my raiment.

For lo, he maketh the mountains, he ordaineth the wind, he showeth man what he is about to do: he maketh the morning and the darkness, he treadeth upon the high places of the earth: the LORD God of hosts is his name.'"

The high

He set him up upon a high land, and he ate the increase of the fields. And he gave him honey to suck out of the rock, and oil out of the hard stone.

Happy art thou Israel: who is like unto thee? A people that art saved by the LORD; thy shield, and helper, and sword of thy glory. And thine enemies shall hide themselves from thee, and thou shalt walk upon their high hills."

The LORD God is my strength, he shall make my feet as the feet of harts: and he which giveth the victory, shall bring me to my high places, singing upon my psalms.

General references

The mountains skipped like rams, and the little hills like young sheep.