Y’all must kiss the Son, otherwise ʜᴇ will be angry, and y’all will perish on the way, For ʜɪꜱ wrath will soon be kindled. Blessed are all those who take refuge in ʜɪᴍ.
While he was still speaking, a bright cloud suddenly overshadowed them. A voice came out of the cloud, saying, “This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased. Listen to him.”