In those days,
when the prophet Elijah arrived at Horeb, the mountain of God,
he entered a cave
and spent the night there.
And, behold, the word of the Lord came unto him.
He said to her:
“Go out and stand on the mountain before the Lord,
because it’s going to happen. »
As the Lord approached, there was a hurricane,
so strong and so violent
that he split the mountains and broke the rocks,
but the Lord was not in the hurricane;
and after the hurricane there was an earthquake,
but the Lord was not in the earthquake;
and after that earthquake, a fire,
but the Lord was not in that fire;
and after that fire, the whisper of a light breeze.
As soon as he heard it,
Elijah covered his face with his coat,
he went out and stood at the entrance of the cave.
Then he heard a voice saying:
“What are you doing there, Elijah?” »
“I feel a jealous ardor
for you, Lord, God of the universe.
The children of Israel have forsaken your covenant,
overthrow your altars,
and slain thy prophets with the sword;
I am the only one left
and they are looking to take my life. »
The Lord said to him:
“Go back to Damascus,
by the desert path.
Once there, you will consecrate by the anointing Hazaël
as king of Syria;
then you will dedicate Jehu, son of Namsi,
as king of Israel;
and you will consecrate Elisha, son of Shafath, of Abel-Mehola,
as a prophet to succeed you. “