If the wind blows up he turns his face toward it, kneels down, and stretches out his hands, saying:
1. O God! I ask You of its good, the goodness that it contains, and the goodness it was sent with, and I take refuge in You from its evil, the evil it contains and the evil it was sent with.
2. O God! Make it a multitude of winds, and not a mere gust! O God! Make it a mercy and not a punishment!