If I take the wings of the morning, and go to the farthest parts of the sea;
And he went in flight through the air, seated on a storm-cloud: going quickly on the wings of the wind.
His going out is from the end of the heaven, and his circle to the ends of it; there is nothing which is not open to his heat.
But to you who give worship to my name, the sun of righteousness will come up with new life in its wings; and you will go out, playing like young oxen full of food.