You rode on the backs of flying creatures and swooped down with the wind as wings.
and you built your home over the mighty ocean. The clouds are your chariot with the wind as its wings.
Open the heavens like a curtain and come down, LORD. Touch the mountains and make them send up smoke.
Shepherd of Israel, you lead the descendants of Joseph, and you sit on your throne above the winged creatures. Listen to our prayer and let your light shine
Our LORD, you are King! You rule from your throne above the winged creatures, as people tremble and the earth shakes.
We act as though you had never ruled us or called us your people.