Which are dark because of the ice, And into which the snow vanishes.
As drought and heat consume the snow waters, So the grave consumes those who have sinned.
“Have you entered the treasury of snow, Or have you seen the treasury of hail,
From whose womb comes the ice? And the frost of heaven, who gives it birth?
My brothers have dealt deceitfully like a brook, Like the streams of the brooks that pass away,
When it is warm, they cease to flow; When it is hot, they vanish from their place.
He sends out His word and melts them; He causes His wind to blow, and the waters flow.