6
Hell's ropes cinched me tight; death traps barred every exit.
7
A hostile world! I called to God, to my God I cried out. From his palace he heard me call; my cry brought me right into his presence - a private audience!
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.
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.