He shot his arrows and scattered them; with many lightning bolts he frightened them.

The clouds poured rain; the skies rumbled. Indeed, your lightning bolts flashed.

Your thunderous sound was in a whirlwind; your lightning lights up the world; the earth becomes agitated and quakes.

His lightning bolts light the world; the earth sees and shakes.

He delivered their beasts to hail and their livestock to lightning bolts.

He sent hail instead of rain, and lightning throughout their land.

He makes the clouds rise from the ends of the earth, fashioning lightning for the rain, bringing the wind from his storehouses.

Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy, shoot your arrows and confuse them.

He wore curses like a garment may they enter his inner being like water and his bones like oil.

I ground them like wind-swept dust; I emptied them out like dirt in the street.

which is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, or like a champion who rejoices at the beginning of a race.

I am poured out like water; all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax, melting within me.

He makes them stagger like a calf, even Lebanon and Sirion like a young wild ox.

Like a dead man, I am forgotten in their thoughts like broken pottery.

Like a lion they desire to rip us to pieces, like a young lion waiting in ambush.

Your righteousness is like the mountains of God; your justice is like the great depths of the sea. You deliver both people and animals, LORD.

Indeed, they soon will wither like grass, and like green herbs they will fade away.

Indeed, the wicked will perish. The LORD's enemies will be consumed like flowers in the fields. They will vanish like smoke.

I am like the deaf, who cannot hear, and like the mute, who cannot open his mouth.

May he be like the rain that descends on mown grass, like showers sprinkling on the ground.

May grain be abundant in the land all the way to the mountain tops; may its fruits flourish like the forests of Lebanon, and may the cities sprout like the grass of the earth.

I am surrounded by lions. I lie down with those who burn with fire that is, with people whose teeth are like spears and arrows whose tongues are like sharp swords.

Their venom is like a poisonous snake; even like a deaf serpent that shuts its ears,

May they flow away like rain water that runs off, may they become like someone who shoots broken arrows.

May they be like a snail that dries up as it crawls; like a woman's stillborn baby, who never saw the sun.

who sharpen their tongues like swords, and aim their bitter words like arrows,

The righteous will flourish like palm trees; they will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

My life is like a declining shadow, and I am withering like a plant.

They will perish, but you will remain; and they all will become worn out, like a garment. You will change them like clothing, and they will pass away.

Yet he led out his people like sheep, guiding them like a flock in the desert.

Punish their nobles like Oreb and Zeeb, and all their princes like Zebah and Zalmunna,

God, set them up like dried thistles, like straw before the wind.

May those curses wrap around him like a garment, or like a belt that one always wears.

I am fading away like a shadow late in the day; I am shaken off like a locust.

the mountains skipped like rams, and the hills like lambs.

Mountains, that you skipped like rams? And you hills, that you skipped like lambs?

They surrounded me like bees; but they will be extinguished like burning thorns. In the name of the LORD I will defeat them.

A person's life is like grass it blossoms like wild flowers,

you are wrapped in light like a garment, stretching out the sky like a curtain.

Let my prayer be like incense offered before you, and my uplifted hands like the evening sacrifice.

May our sons in their youth be like full-grown plants, and our daughters like pillars destined to decorate a palace.

Your wife will be like a fruitful vine within your house; your children like olive shoots surrounding your table.

Instead, I have composed and quieted myself like a weaned child with its mother; I am like a weaned child.

He supplies snow like wool, scattering frost like ashes.