Then the waters would have engulfed us;
the torrent would have swept over us;

the raging waters would have swept over us.

From the radiance of His presence,
His clouds swept onward with hail and blazing coals.

Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls;
all Your breakers and Your billows have swept over me.

How suddenly they become a desolation!
They come to an end, swept away by terrors.

He made the east wind blow in the skies
and drove the south wind by His might.

Make them like tumbleweed, my God,
like straw before the wind.

when the wind passes over it, it vanishes,
and its place is no longer known.

laying the beams of His palace
on the waters above,
making the clouds His chariot,
walking on the wings of the wind,

He causes the clouds to rise from the ends of the earth.
He makes lightning for the rain
and brings the wind from His storehouses.

lightning and hail, snow and cloud,
powerful wind that executes His command,

The wicked are not like this;
instead, they are like chaff that the wind blows away.

He will rain burning coals and sulfur on the wicked;
a scorching wind will be their portion.

He rode on a cherub and flew,
soaring on the wings of the wind.

I pulverize them like dust before the wind;
I trample them like mud in the streets.

Let them be like chaff in the wind,
with the angel of the Lord driving them away.

as You wrecked the ships of Tarshish
with the east wind.

I would hurry to my shelter
from the raging wind and the storm.”

He remembered that they were only flesh,
a wind that passes and does not return.