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For he draweth up the drops of water, Which distil in rain from his vapor,

Yea, can any understand the spreadings of the clouds, The thunderings of his pavilion?

Behold, he spreadeth his light around him; And he covereth the bottom of the sea.

He covereth his hands with the lightning, And giveth it a charge that it strike the mark.

Hear, oh, hear the noise of his voice, And the sound that goeth out of his mouth.

He sendeth it forth under the whole heaven, And his lightning unto the ends of the earth.

After it a voice roareth; He thundereth with the voice of his majesty; And he restraineth not the lightnings when his voice is heard.

God thundereth marvellously with his voice; Great things doeth he, which we cannot comprehend.

For he saith to the snow, Fall thou on the earth; Likewise to the shower of rain, And to the showers of his mighty rain.

Yea, he ladeth the thick cloud with moisture; He spreadeth abroad the cloud of his lightning:

And it is turned round about by his guidance, That they may do whatsoever he commandeth them Upon the face of the habitable world,

Whether it be for correction, or for his land, Or for lovingkindness, that he cause it to come.

Dost thou know how God layeth his charge upon them, And causeth the lightning of his cloud to shine?

Who provideth for the raven his prey, When his young ones cry unto God, And wander for lack of food?

Whose home I have made the wilderness, And the salt land his dwelling-place?

The range of the mountains is his pasture, And he searcheth after every green thing.

Canst thou bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?

Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? Or wilt thou leave to him thy labor?

What time she lifteth up herself on high, She scorneth the horse and his rider.

Hast thou given the horse his might? Hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane?