²¹ Take him up doth an east wind, and he goeth, And it frighteneth him from his place,

²³ And Moses stretcheth out his rod towards the heavens, and Jehovah hath given voices and hail, and fire goeth towards the earth, and Jehovah raineth hail on the land of Egypt,

²⁴ and there is hail, and fire catching itself in the midst of the hail, very grievous, such as hath not been in all the land of Egypt since it hath become a nation.

²⁵ And the hail smiteth in all the land of Egypt all that `is' in the field, from man even unto beast, and every herb of the field hath the hail smitten, and every tree of the field it hath broken;

³ Jehovah `is' slow to anger, and great in power, And Jehovah doth not entirely acquit, In a hurricane and in a tempest `is' His way, And a cloud `is' the dust of His feet.

⁴ He is pushing against a sea, and drieth it up, Yea, all the floods He hath made dry, Languishing `are' Bashan and Carmel, Yea, the flower of Lebanon `is' languishing.

⁵ Mountains have shaken because of Him, And the hills have been melted; And lifted up `is' the earth at His presence, And the world and all dwelling in it.

⁶ Before His indignation who doth stand? And who riseth up in the heat of His anger? His fury hath been poured out like fire, And the rocks have been broken by Him.

⁷ Good `is' Jehovah for a strong place in a day of distress. And He knoweth those trusting in Him.

⁸ And with a flood passing over, An end He maketh of its place, And His enemies doth darkness pursue.

¹⁵ Though he among brethren produceth fruit, Come in doth an east wind, a wind of Jehovah, From a wilderness it is coming up, And it drieth up his fountain, And become dry doth his spring, It -- it spoileth a treasure -- every desirable vessel.

¹⁷ As an east wind I scatter them before an enemy, The neck, and not the face, I shew them, In the day of their calamity.'

¹⁵ So dost Thou pursue them with Thy whirlwind, And with Thy hurricane troublest them.

⁹ Before your pots discern the bramble, As well the raw as the heated He whirleth away.

⁶ He poureth on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind `is' the portion of their cup.

¹⁸ They are as straw before wind, And as chaff a hurricane hath stolen away,

¹⁰ He turneth not again to his house, Nor doth his place discern him again.

²⁷ and the rain did descend, and the streams came, and the winds blew, and they beat on that house, and it fell, and its fall was great.'