5 The cords of Sheol were round about me; The snares of death came on me.
6 In my distress I called on Yahweh, And cried to my God. He heard my voice out of his temple, My cry before him came into his ears.
7 Then the earth shook and trembled. The foundations also of the mountains quaked and were shaken, Because he was angry.
8 There went up a smoke out of his nostrils, Fire out of his mouth devoured; Coals were kindled by it.
9 He bowed the heavens also, and came down. Thick darkness was under his feet.
10 He rode on a cherub, and flew. Yes, he soared on the wings of the wind.
11 He made darkness his hiding-place, his pavilion around him, Darkness of waters, thick clouds of the skies.
