I’d hurry to my hideout, far from the rushing wind and storm.
I would hasten my escape From the windy storm and tempest.
I would hasten to escape and to find a shelter from the stormy wind and tempest.
I would haste me to a shelter From the stormy wind and tempest.
because of this, nothing will save them. In your anger, you will crush the people.
for nothing shalt thou save them: in thy anger thou shalt break the people in pieces, O God,