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Psalm 147:17 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

17 He casteth forth his ice like morsels: 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  

And it came to pass, as they fled from before Israel, while they were in the going down of Beth-horon, that the LORD cast down great stones from heaven upon them unto Azekah, and they died: they were more which died with the hailstones than they whom the children of Israel slew with the sword.


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