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16a At the sight of him the mountains quake,
17a     the thunder of his voice makes the earth writhe.
16b At his will the south wind blows,
17b as do the storm from the north and the whirlwind.
He scatters the snowflakes like birds alighting;
    they descend like a swarm of locusts.
18 The eye is dazzled by the beauty of their whiteness,
    and the mind is entranced with its steady fall.
19 He scatters frost over the earth like salt,
    and icicles form like pointed thorns.

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