Lord, incline your heavens and come down; touch the mountains and make them smoke.
Who looks at the earth and it trembles, touches the mountains and they smoke!
He parted the heavens and came down, a dark cloud under his feet.
Smoke rose from his nostrils, a devouring fire from his mouth; it kindled coals into flame.
Now Mount Sinai was completely enveloped in smoke, because the Lord had come down upon it in fire. The smoke rose from it as though from a kiln, and the whole mountain trembled violently.
You have not approached that which could be touched and a blazing fire and gloomy darkness and storm