O Lord my God, how great you are!
You are robed with honor and majesty.
You stretch out the starry curtain of the heavens;
You make the clouds your chariot;
you ride upon the wings of the wind.
flames of fire are your servants.*
so it would never be moved.
water that covered even the mountains.
at the sound of your thunder, it hurried away.
to the levels you decreed.
so they would never again cover the earth.
so streams gush down from the mountains.