The Lord thundered from heaven; the voice of the Most High resounded amid the hail and burning coals.He shot his arrows and scattered his enemies; great bolts of lightning flashed, and they were confused.
The clouds poured down rain; the thunder rumbled in the sky. Your arrows of lightning flashed.Your thunder roared from the whirlwind; the lightning lit up the world! The earth trembled and shook.
He shrouded himself in darkness, veiling his approach with dense rain clouds.A great brightness shone around him, and burning coals blazed forth.The Lord thundered from heaven; the voice of the Most High resounded.He shot arrows and scattered his enemies; his lightning flashed, and they were confused.
If a person does not repent, God will sharpen his sword; he will bend and string his bow.He will prepare his deadly weapons and shoot his flaming arrows.
I will make my arrows drunk with blood, and my sword will devour flesh— the blood of the slaughtered and the captives, and the heads of the enemy leaders.”’