The danger of death was all around me; the waves of destruction rolled over me.

Powerful nations are in commotion with a sound like the roar of the sea, like the crashing of huge waves.

The nations advance like rushing waves, but God reprimands them and they retreat, driven away like dust on a mountainside, like straw in a whirlwind.

The rain poured down, the rivers flooded over, and the wind blew hard against that house. But it did not fall, because it was built on rock.

The rain poured down, the rivers flooded over, the wind blew hard against that house, and it fell. And what a terrible fall that was!"