5 Pestilence walks in front of him.Plague marches at his feet.
6 He stops and measures the earth.He looks and sets out against the nations.The everlasting mountains collapse;the eternal hills bow down;the eternal paths belong to him.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan under duress.The curtains of the land of Midian were quaking.
8 Was the Lord raging against the rivers?Or was your anger directed against the rivers?Or was your fury directed against the seawhen you rode on your horsesor rode your chariots to victory?
9 You raise up your empty bow,uttering curses for the arrows. SelahWith rivers you split open the earth.
10 The mountains see you and writhe.A flood of water rushes through.The deep utters its voice;it raises its hands aloft.
11 Sun and moon stand still high above.With the light, your arrows shoot,your spear at the flash of lightning.