Psalm 18 Part B): The Volcano Psalm    verses 7-15, 46


The mountain shook

the rock cracks open with a roar

smoke blasts out

filling the sky with black

and look! – fire is shooting up, exploding out

rocks on fire flying through the air

as the ground rumbles

stones fall from cloud

ash drifts over everything.

When night comes the glow can be seen from far away

When day comes all is grey.


We like the earth to keep still

and our God to be predictable

but sometimes things erupt

the foundations of the earth

burst open to be seen, on the move,

exploding with God’s power!


Ours is not a pet god

He has a molten core.

His passion blasts into our lives

if we dare!

The Lord lives! Blessed be my rock –

even if the rock is on fire!?