He made darkness the cover about him, a mass of water, heavy thunderheads.
Cloud and darkness surround him; justice and right are the foundation of his throne.
He parted the heavens and came down, a dark cloud under his feet.
For God will hide me in his shelter in time of trouble, He will conceal me in the cover of his tent; and set me high upon a rock.
Can anyone understand the spreading clouds, the thunderings from his tent?
Ben-hadad was drinking in the pavilions with the kings when he heard this reply. He commanded his servants, “Get ready!”; and they got ready to storm the city.