Psalms 147:17
He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
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English Standard Version
He hurls down his crystals of ice like crumbs; who can stand before his cold?
New International Version
He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can withstand his icy blast?
Catholic Public Domain Version
He sends his ice crystals like morsels. Who can stand firm before the face of his cold