I am now eighty years old. Can I tell the difference between what is enjoyable and what is not? Can your servant taste what he eats and drinks? Can I still hear the voices of male and female singers? Why should your servant be an added burden to my lord the king?

“In my distress I called to the Lord; I called out to my God. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came to his ears.

The Lord thundered from heaven; the voice of the Most High resounded.

He stood and blessed the whole assembly of Israel in a loud voice, saying:

When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave. Then a voice said to him, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”

Who is it you have ridiculed and blasphemed? Against whom have you raised your voice and lifted your eyes in pride? Against the Holy One of Israel!

The trumpeters and musicians joined in unison to give praise and thanks to the Lord. Accompanied by trumpets, cymbals and other instruments, the singers raised their voices in praise to the Lord and sang: “He is good; his love endures forever.” Then the temple of the Lord was filled with the cloud,

Then some Levites from the Kohathites and Korahites stood up and praised the Lord, the God of Israel, with a very loud voice.

The whole assembly responded with a loud voice: “You are right! We must do as you say.

Standing on the stairs of the Levites were Jeshua, Bani, Kadmiel, Shebaniah, Bunni, Sherebiah, Bani and Kenani. They cried out with loud voices to the Lord their God.

It stopped, but I could not tell what it was. A form stood before my eyes, and I heard a hushed voice:

the voices of the nobles were hushed, and their tongues stuck to the roof of their mouths.

Listen! Listen to the roar of his voice, to the rumbling that comes from his mouth.

After that comes the sound of his roar; he thunders with his majestic voice. When his voice resounds, he holds nothing back.

God’s voice thunders in marvelous ways; he does great things beyond our understanding.

“Can you raise your voice to the clouds and cover yourself with a flood of water?

Do you have an arm like God’s, and can your voice thunder like his?

In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait expectantly.

In my distress I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came before him, into his ears.

The Lord thundered from heaven; the voice of the Most High resounded.

Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world. In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.

Hear my voice when I call, Lord; be merciful to me and answer me.

The voice of the Lord is over the waters; the God of glory thunders, the Lord thunders over the mighty waters.

The voice of the Lord is powerful; the voice of the Lord is majestic.

The voice of the Lord breaks the cedars; the Lord breaks in pieces the cedars of Lebanon.