With an east wind you shatter the large ships.

He makes the winds his messengers, and the flaming fire his attendant.

When you send your life-giving breath, they are created, and you replenish the surface of the ground.

for they aroused his temper, and he spoke rashly.

He gave the order for a windstorm, and it stirred up the waves of the sea.

Where can I go to escape your spirit? Where can I flee to escape your presence?

My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.

By the Lord’s decree the heavens were made; by a mere word from his mouth all the stars in the sky were created.

May they be like wind-driven chaff, as the Lord’s angel attacks them!

Let me again experience the joy of your deliverance! Sustain me by giving me the desire to obey!

I will hurry off to a place that is safe from the strong wind and the gale.”

He humbles princes; the kings of the earth regard him as awesome.

I said, “I will remember God while I groan; I will think about him while my strength leaves me.” (Selah)

He remembered that they were made of flesh, and were like a wind that blows past and does not return.

O my God, make them like dead thistles, like dead weeds blown away by the wind!

Their life’s breath departs, they return to the ground; on that day their plans die.

He then orders it all to melt; he breathes on it, and the water flows.

O fire and hail, snow and clouds, O stormy wind that carries out his orders,

Not so with the wicked! Instead they are like wind-driven chaff.

May the Lord rain down burning coals and brimstone on the wicked! A whirlwind is what they deserve!