8
Earth wobbled and lurched; the very heavens shook like leaves, Quaked like aspen leaves because of his rage.
9
His nostrils flared, billowing smoke; his mouth spit fire. Tongues of fire darted in and out;
10
he lowered the sky. He stepped down; under his feet an abyss opened up.
11
He rode a winged creature, swift on wind-wings.
12
He wrapped himself in a trenchcoat of black rain-cloud darkness.
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.