He sends His oracle to the earth; His word will run swiftly.

They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice.

When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was.

And from the breath of the Mighty One He will send frost; and He guides the water in whatever way He pleases.

But your robe is warm, and there is quiet upon the land.