For He spoke and raised a stormy wind, lifting up towering waves.
Then Adonai hurled a forceful wind into the sea and there was such a mighty storm on the sea that the ship was about to shatter.
Suddenly a great storm arose on the sea, so that the boat was being covered by the waves. But Yeshua kept on sleeping.
fire and hail, snow and vapor, storm wind doing His bidding,
He spoke, and the locust came —young locusts without number—
The floods have lifted up, Adonai, the floods have lifted up their voice, the floods lift up their crashing waves.
A great wind began to blow, stirring up the sea.
He makes clouds rise from the ends of the earth. He makes lightning for the rain. He brings wind out of His storehouses.
He spoke, and a swarm of gnats came within all their borders.
So the sailors were afraid and cried out, each man to his own god. Then they cast the cargo that was in the ship into the sea to lighten it. But Jonah had gone down into the lowest part of the ship, to lay down and fell fast asleep.