If I climb upward on the rays of the morning sun ⌞or⌟ land on the most distant shore of the sea where the sun sets,
He rode on one of the angels as he flew, and he soared on the wings of the wind.
It rises from one end of the heavens. It circles around to the other. Nothing is hidden from its heat.
“The Sun of Righteousness will rise with healing in his wings for you people who fear my name. You will go out and leap like calves let out of a stall.