In the light of the king’s face there is life, and his favor is like the clouds of the spring rain.

Who are these who float along like a cloud, who fly like doves to their shelters?

I remove the guilt of your rebellious deeds as if they were a cloud, the guilt of your sins as if they were a cloud. Come back to me, for I protect you.”

For this is what the Lord has told me: “I will wait and watch from my place, like scorching heat produced by the sunlight, like a cloud of mist in the heat of harvest.”