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Psalm 147:17 - New Revised Standard Version Catholic Interconfessional

17 He hurls down hail like crumbs— who can stand before his cold?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

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

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

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

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Psalm 147:17
6 Tagairtí Cros  

As they fled before Israel, while they were going down the slope of Beth-horon, the Lord threw down huge stones from heaven on them as far as Azekah, and they died; there were more who died because of the hailstones than the Israelites killed with the sword.


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