Rotherham(i)
27 For he draweth up drops of water, They trickle as rain through his mist;
28 With which the clouds flow down, They drop on man in abundance.
29 But surely none can understand the burstings of the cloud, the crashing of his pavilion!
30 Lo! he hath spread out over it, his lightning, The bed of the sea, hath he covered.
31 For, by those things, he executeth judgment on peoples, He giveth food in abundance:
32 Upon both hands, he putteth a covering of lightning, and layeth command upon it against an assailant:
33 His rolling thunder telleth concerning him,––The cattle, even, concerning him that is coming up.