6In my distress I called upon Jehovah, and I cried out to my God; he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, into his ears.
7Then the earth shook and quaked, and the foundations of the mountains trembled and shook, because he was wroth.
8There went up a smoke out of his nostrils, and fire out of his mouth devoured: coals burned forth from it.
9And he bowed the heavens, and came down; and darkness was under his feet.
10And he rode upon a cherub and did fly; yea, he flew fast upon the wings of the wind.
11He made darkness his secret place, his tent round about him: darkness of waters, thick clouds of the skies.
12From the brightness before him his thick clouds passed forth: hail and coals of fire.