From whose belly came forth the ice? And the hoar-frost of the heavens, Who hath begotten it?
From the breath of God is frost given, And the breadth of waters is straitened,
As a stone waters are hidden, And the face of the deep is captured.
And He shutteth up with doors the sea, In its coming forth, from the womb it goeth out.
That are black because of ice, By them doth snow hide itself.