Festival song beside the storm

27Look, the name of Yahweh comes from afar, burning with his anger, and with dense smoke; his lips are full of wrath, and his tongue is like a consuming fire.

28and his breath is like an overflowing stream; it reaches up to the neck, to sift nations with a sieve of emptiness, and a misleading bridle is on the jaws of the peoples.

29The song will be for you as in the night when a feast is consecrated, and gladness of heart as when one goes with the flute to come to the mountain of Yahweh, to the Rock of Israel.

30And Yahweh will make the majesty of his voice heard, and will show the descending blow of his arm, in furious anger and a flame of consuming fire, with cloudburst and storm and hailstones.

31For at the voice of Yahweh Assyria will be shattered; with a rod he will strike.

32And every stroke of the appointed rod that Yahweh lays on him will be with tambourines and lyres; and with battles of brandishing he will fight against them.

33For Topheth has long been prepared; indeed, it is made ready for the king. He has made it deep and wide, with a pyre of fire and wood in abundance. The breath of Yahweh, like a stream of sulfur, kindles it.