Earth wobbles and lurches;huge mountains shake like leaves,Quake like aspen leavesbecause of his rage.His nostrils flare, bellowing smoke;his mouth spits fire.Tongues of fire dart in and out;he lowers the sky.He steps down;under his feet an abyss opens up.He’s riding a winged creature,swift on wind-wings.Now he’s wrapped himselfin a trenchcoat of black-cloud darkness.But his cloud-brightness bursts through,spraying hailstones and fireballs.Then God thundered out of heaven;the High God gave a great shout,spraying hailstones and fireballs.God shoots his arrows—pandemonium!He hurls his lightnings—a rout!The secret sources of ocean are exposed,the hidden depths of earth lie uncoveredThe moment you roar in protest,let loose your hurricane anger.