He mounted a winged angel and flew; he glided on the wings of the wind.

The depths of the sea were exposed; the inner regions of the world were uncovered by your battle cry, Lord, by the powerful breath from your nose.

I grind them as fine windblown dust; I beat them underfoot like clay in the streets.

Into your hand I entrust my life; you will rescue me, O Lord, the faithful God.

How blessed is the one whose wrongdoing the Lord does not punish, in whose spirit there is no deceit.

The Lord is near the brokenhearted; he delivers those who are discouraged.

Create for me a pure heart, O God! Renew a resolute spirit within me!

Do not reject me! Do not take your Holy Spirit away from me!

The sacrifices God desires are a humble spirit – O God, a humble and repentant heart you will not reject.

I said, “During the night I will remember the song I once sang; I will think very carefully.” I tried to make sense of what was happening.

but when the hot wind blows by, it disappears, and one can no longer even spot the place where it once grew.

and lays the beams of the upper rooms of his palace on the rain clouds. He makes the clouds his chariot, and travels along on the wings of the wind.

When you ignore them, they panic. When you take away their life’s breath, they die and return to dust.

He causes the clouds to arise from the end of the earth, makes lightning bolts accompany the rain, and brings the wind out of his storehouses.

and ears, but cannot hear. Indeed, they cannot breathe.

Teach me to do what pleases you, for you are my God. May your kind presence lead me into a level land.

Then they will not be like their ancestors, who were a stubborn and rebellious generation, a generation that was not committed and faithful to God.

Even when my strength leaves me, you watch my footsteps. In the path where I walk they have hidden a trap for me.

Answer me quickly, Lord! My strength is fading. Do not reject me, or I will join those descending into the grave.