Coverdale(i)
5 Bowe thy heaues (o LORDE) & come downe, touch the mountaynes, yt they maye smoke withall.
6 Sende forth the lightenynge & scater the, shute out thine arowes and consume them.
7 Sende downe thine hande from aboue, delyuer me and take me out of ye greate waters, from the hande of straunge childre.