He was still speaking when, behold, a bright cloud overshadowed them, and a voice from the cloud said,“ This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased; listen to him.”
For he draws up the drops of water; they distill his mist in rain,which the skies pour down and drop on mankind abundantly.Can anyone understand the spreading of the clouds, the thunderings of his pavilion?Behold, he scatters his lightning about him and covers the roots of the sea.