"Never again, as long as the earth exists, will sowing and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, and day and night ever cease."

As it was, I was attacked by drought during the day and by cold at night. I never got any decent rest.

Baruch's son Maaseiah, who was the son of Col-hozeh, the son of Hazaiah, the son of Adaiah, the son of Joiarib, the son of Zechariah, the son of the Shilonite.

Filled with waters made cold by ice, they are where the snow goes to hide.

They spend the night naked, without clothing, with no covering against the cold.

He casts down his ice crystals like bread fragments. Who can endure his freezing cold?

Like cold snow during harvest time is a faithful messenger to those who send him; he refreshes his masters.

Taking your coat off when it's cold or pouring vinegar on soda that's what singing songs does to a heavy heart.

Cold water to someone who is thirsty that's what good news from a distant land is.

Does the snow of Lebanon ever vanish from its rocky slopes? Or does the cold water from a foreign land ever cease to flow?

"Rejoice greatly, daughter of Zion; cry out, daughter of Jerusalem! Look! Your king is coming to you. He is righteous, and he is able to save. He is humble, and is riding on a colt, the foal of a donkey.