Its breath sets coals on fire, and flames come out of its mouth.
Smoke pours out of its nose, as if coming from a large pot over a hot fire.
There is great strength in its neck. People are afraid and run away.
Out of the brightness of his presence came clouds with hail and lightning.
Smoke came out of his nose, and burning fire came out of his mouth. Burning coals went before him.
Topheth has been made ready for a long time; it is ready for the king. It was made deep and wide with much wood and fire. And the Lord’s breath will come like a stream of burning sulfur and set it on fire.
The grass dies and the flowers fall when the breath of the Lord blows on them. Surely the people are like grass.
Sickness goes before him, and disease follows behind him.