After it a voice roars. He thunders with the voice of his majesty. He doesn't hold back anything when his voice is heard.
Behold, these are but the outskirts of his ways. How small a whisper do we hear of him! But the thunder of his power who can understand?*
When he made a decree for the rain, and a way for the lightning of the thunder;
Hear, oh, hear the noise of his voice, the sound that goes out of his mouth.
He sends it forth under the whole sky, and his lightning to the ends of the earth.
God thunders marvelously with his voice. He does great things, which we can't comprehend.
Or do you have an arm like God? Can you thunder with a voice like him?
He sent out his arrows, and scattered them; Yes, great lightning bolts, and routed them.
To him who rides on the heaven of heavens, which are of old; behold, he utters his voice, a mighty voice.
There is none like God, Yeshurun, who rides on the heavens for your help, In his excellency on the skies.