That are black because of ice, By them doth snow hide itself.
Drought -- also heat -- consume snow-waters, Sheol `those who' have sinned.
Hast thou come in unto the treasure of snow? Yea, the treasures of hail dost thou see?
From whose belly came forth the ice? And the hoar-frost of the heavens, Who hath begotten it?
My brethren have deceived as a brook, As a stream of brooks they pass away.
By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place.
He sendeth forth His word and melteth them, He causeth His wind to blow -- the waters flow.