The waters become hard like stone, and the face of the deep is frozen.
By the breath of God ice is given, and the broad waters are frozen fast.
From whose womb did the ice come forth, and who has given birth to the frost of heaven?
“Can you bind the chains of the Pleiades or loose the cords of Orion?
Behind him he leaves a shining wake; one would think the deep to be white-haired.