Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Fire, before him, proceedeth, That it may consume, round about, his adversaries.
The mountains, started like rams, The hills like the young of the flock?
The earth breaketh, breaketh, - The earth crasheth, crasheth, The earth tottereth, tottereth;
I will lay waste mountains, and hills, And all their vegetation, will I wither, - And I will make rivers to be shores, And lakes, will I dry up:
Lo! the tempest of Yahweh! Indignation, hath come forth, Even a tempest whirling along: On the head of the lawless, shall it hurl itself down.