I would haste me to a shelter From the stormy wind and tempest.
I would hasten my escape From the windy storm and tempest.
I would hasten to escape and to find a shelter from the stormy wind and tempest.
I’d hurry to my hideout, far from the rushing wind and storm.
because of this, nothing will save them. In your anger, you will crush the people.
for nothing shalt thou save them: in thy anger thou shalt break the people in pieces, O God,