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Psalm 147:17 - King James Version - American Edition

He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

He casteth forth his ice like morsels: Who can stand before his cold?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

He casts forth His ice like crumbs; who can stand before His cold?

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American Standard Version (1901)

He casteth forth his ice like morsels: Who can stand before his cold?

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Common English Bible

God throws his hail down like crumbs— who can endure God’s freezing cold?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

He sendeth his crystal like morsels: who shall stand before the face of his cold?

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Psalm 147:17
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And it came to pass, as they fled from before Israel, and were in the going down to Beth–ho´ron, that the Lord cast down great stones from heaven upon them unto Aze´kah, and they died: they were more which died with hailstones than they whom the children of Israel slew with the sword.