¹² A protož ještě nyní dí Hospodin: Obraťte se ke mně samému celým srdcem svým, a to s postem a s pláčem i s kvílením.

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.

¹² At the brightness before him his thick clouds passed, hailstones and coals of fire.