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There went up a smoke out of his nostrils, Fire out of his mouth devoured; Coals were kindled by it.
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He bowed the heavens also, and came down. Thick darkness was under his feet.
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He rode on a cherub, and flew. Yes, he soared on the wings of the wind.
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He made darkness his hiding-place, his pavilion around him, Darkness of waters, thick clouds of the skies.
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At the brightness before him his thick clouds passed, Hailstones and coals of fire.
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Yahweh also thundered in the sky, The Most High uttered his voice, Hailstones and coals of fire.
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He sent out his arrows, and scattered them; Yes, lightnings manifold, and routed them.