His breath is like a raging river that reaches up to the neck, to shake the nations with a sieve of destruction, and to put a misleading rein on the people's jaws.
There will be singing for you as on the night that people celebrate a festival. The heart will be joyful as it is when one goes with a flute to the LORD's mountain, to the rock of Israel.
The LORD will unleash his majestic voice and display his crushing arm in furious anger, with a flame of consuming fire, in stormy rain and hail.
The LORD's voice will terrify Assyria; with a rod he will smite it.
And every crack that is made in the foundation wall, which the LORD will bring down upon him, will be accompanied by timbrels and lyres. The LORD will raise his arm and fight against Assyria in battle.
His place for burninga was arranged long ago; it is indeed made ready for a king. God has made its wood pile wide and deep, fire and wood in abundance. The breath of the LORD, like a stream of brimstone, ignites it.