Behold the Name of the Lord comes from afar
in dense clouds of smoke as a consuming fire.
His great glory from the mountaintop shines forth
with burning anger and with lips full of wrath.
The earth trembles and quakes on hearing His name
for He parted the heavens and down He came.
Mounted upon cherubim He flew so high
and soared on the wings of the wind in the sky.
Breathing rushing torrents and causing disruption
shaking the nations in His sieve of destruction.
This Awesome God is the creator of all
and before His throne the angels prostrate fall.
Surrounded in beams of uncreated light
This Jehovah God is a majestic sight.
My cry came to His ears and He heard my voice
He lifted me up causing me to rejoice.
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