While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.

Binding his foal unto the vine, And his ass's colt unto the choice vine; He hath washed his garments in wine, And his vesture in the blood of grapes:

But vain man is void of understanding, Yea, man is born as a wild ass's colt.

They lie all night naked without clothing, And have no covering in the cold.

Out of the chamber of the south cometh the storm, And cold out of the north.

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

As the cold of snow in the time of harvest,'so is a faithful messenger to them that send him; For he refresheth the soul of his masters.

As one that taketh off a garment in cold weather, and as vinegar upon soda, So is he that singeth songs to a heavy heart.

As cold waters to a thirsty soul, So is good news from a far country.

Shall the snow of Lebanon fail from the rock of the field? or'shall the cold waters that flow down from afar be dried up?

Thy princes are as the locusts, and thy marshals as the swarms of grasshoppers, which encamp in the hedges in the cold day, but when the sun ariseth they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.

Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion; shout, O daughter of Jerusalem: behold, thy king cometh unto thee; he is just, and having salvation; lowly, and riding upon an ass, even upon a colt the foal of an ass.