And now men see not the bright light which is in the clouds: but the wind passeth, and cleanseth them.
Who hath divided a watercourse for the overflowing of waters, or a way for the lightning of thunder;
With clouds he covereth the light; and commandeth it not to shine by the cloud that cometh betwixt.
He holdeth back the face of his throne, and spreadeth his cloud upon it.
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.