¹⁷ He hurls the hail like stones.^[a]
    Who can stand against his freezing cold?

²⁹ Who is the mother of the ice?
    Who gives birth to the frost from the heavens?
³⁰ For the water turns to ice as hard as rock,
    and the surface of the water freezes.

⁴⁷ He destroyed their grapevines with hail
    and shattered their sycamore-figs with sleet.
⁴⁸ He abandoned their cattle to the hail,
    their livestock to bolts of lightning.

²² “Have you visited the storehouses of the snow
    or seen the storehouses of hail?
²³ (I have reserved them as weapons for the time of trouble,
    for the day of battle and war.)

⁹ The stormy wind comes from its chamber,
    and the driving winds bring the cold.
¹⁰ God’s breath sends the ice,
    freezing wide expanses of water.