¹¹ Yea, by filling He doth press out a cloud, Scatter a cloud doth His light.

²⁷ When He doth diminish droppings of the waters, They refine rain according to its vapour,

²⁸ Which clouds do drop, They distil on man abundantly.

²⁹ Yea, doth `any' understand The spreadings out of a cloud? The noises of His tabernacle?

³⁰ Lo, He hath spread over it His light, And the roots of the sea He hath covered,

³² By two palms He hath covered the light, And layeth a charge over it in meeting,

⁴ For thus said Jehovah unto me, `I rest, and I look on My settled place, As a clear heat on an herb. As a thick cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.

⁵ While he is yet speaking, lo, a bright cloud overshadowed them, and lo, a voice out of the cloud, saying, `This is My Son, -- the Beloved, in whom I did delight; hear him.'