And he went in flight through the air, seated on a storm-cloud: going quickly on the wings of the wind.
The arch of your house is based on the waters; you make the clouds your carriage; you go on the wings of the wind:
Come down, O Lord, from your heavens: at your touch let the mountains give out smoke.
To the chief music-maker; put to Shoshannim-eduth. Of Asaph. A Psalm. Give ear, O Keeper of Israel, guiding Joseph like a flock; you who have your seat on the winged ones, let your glory be seen.
The Lord is King; let the peoples be in fear: his seat is on the winged ones; let the earth be moved.
We have become as those who were never ruled by you, on whom your name was not named.