And now men see not the bright light which is in the clouds: but the wind passeth, and cleanseth them.
He holdeth back the face of his throne, and spreadeth his cloud upon it.
With clouds he covereth the light; and commandeth it not to shine by the cloud that cometh betwixt.
Shall it be told him that I speak? If a man speak, surely he shall be swallowed up.
Fair weather cometh out of the north: with God is terrible majesty.
Who hath divided a watercourse for the overflowing of waters, or a way for the lightning of thunder;