“O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,In the secret place of the steep pathway,Let me see your form,Let me hear your voice;For your voice is sweet,And your form is lovely.”

They will all come and settle on the steep ravines, on the ledges of the cliffs, on all the thorn bushes and on all the watering places.

The fish of the sea, the birds of the heavens, the beasts of the field, all the creeping things that creep on the earth, and all the men who are on the face of the earth will shake at My presence; the mountains also will be thrown down, the steep pathways will collapse and every wall will fall to the ground.

The mountains will melt under HimAnd the valleys will be split,Like wax before the fire,Like water poured down a steep place.