And when the layer of dew had gone up, behold, there was a small round thing upon the face of the wilderness, small as the hoar-frost upon the ground.

I was there; in the day the heat consumed me, and the frost by night. And my sleep departed from my eyes.

Out of whose womb came the ice? And the frost of the heavens, who fathered it?

Therefore so says Jehovah of Jehoiakim king of Judah: He shall have no one to sit on the throne of David. And his dead body shall be cast out in the day to the heat, and in the night to the frost.