and lays the beams of the upper rooms of his palace on the rain clouds. He makes the clouds his chariot, and travels along on the wings of the wind.

The godly grow like a palm tree; they grow high like a cedar in Lebanon.

The Lord's shout breaks the cedars, the Lord shatters the cedars of Lebanon.

The mountains were covered by its shadow, the highest cedars by its branches.

The trees of the Lord receive all the rain they need, the cedars of Lebanon which he planted,

you mountains and all you hills, you fruit trees and all you cedars,