And He rode upon a keruḇ
Who is laying the beams of His upper rooms in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on the wings of the wind,
Incline Your heavens, O יהוה, and come down; Touch the mountains that they smoke.
Give ear, O Shepherd of Yisra’ĕ
יהוה shall reign; Peoples tremble! He is enthroned on the keruḇ
We have become like those over whom You never ruled – Your Name is not called on them!
