8-16 Earth wobbled and lurched;the very heavens shook like leaves,Quaked like aspen leavesbecause of his rage.His nostrils flared, billowing smoke;his mouth spit fire.Tongues of fire darted in and out;he lowered the sky.He stepped down;under his feet an abyss opened up.He rode a winged creature,swift on wind-wings.He wrapped himselfin a trenchcoat of black rain-cloud darkness.But his cloud-brightness burst through,a grand comet of fireworks.Then God thundered out of heaven;the High God gave a great shout.God shot his arrows—pandemonium!He hurled his lightnings—a rout!The secret sources of ocean were exposed,the hidden depths of earth lay uncoveredThe moment God roared in protest,let loose his hurricane anger.