As long as the earth endures,
seedtime and harvest, cold and heat,
summer and winter, and day and night
will not cease.”

He ties his donkey to a vine,
and the colt of his donkey to the choice vine.
He washes his clothes in wine
and his robes in the blood of grapes.

Shallun son of Col-hozeh, ruler over the district of Mizpah, repaired the Fountain Gate. He rebuilt it and roofed it. Then he installed its doors, bolts, and bars. He also made repairs to the wall of the Pool of Shelah near the king’s garden, as far as the stairs that descend from the city of David.

and Maaseiah son of Baruch, son of Col-hozeh, son of Hazaiah, son of Adaiah, son of Joiarib, son of Zechariah, a descendant of the Shilonite.

Without clothing, they spend the night naked,
having no covering against the cold.

The windstorm comes from its chamber,
and the cold from the driving north winds.

He throws His hailstones like crumbs.
Who can withstand His cold?

Singing songs to a troubled heart
is like taking off clothing on a cold day
or like pouring vinegar on soda.

Good news from a distant land
is like cold water to a parched throat.

Does the snow of Lebanon ever leave the highland crags?
Or does cold water flowing from a distance ever fail?

Your court officials are like the swarming locust,
and your scribes like clouds of locusts,
which settle on the walls on a cold day;
when the sun rises, they take off,
and no one knows where they are.

Rejoice greatly, Daughter Zion!
Shout in triumph, Daughter Jerusalem!
Look, your King is coming to you;
He is righteous and victorious,
humble and riding on a donkey,
on a colt, the foal of a donkey.

And whoever gives just a cup of cold water to one of these little ones because he is a disciple—I assure you: He will never lose his reward!”

telling them, “Go into the village ahead of you. At once you will find a donkey tied there, and a colt with her. Untie them and bring them to Me.

Tell Daughter Zion,
“Look, your King is coming to you,
gentle, and mounted on a donkey,
even on a colt,
the foal of a beast of burden.”

They brought the donkey and the colt; then they laid their robes on them, and He sat on them.

Because lawlessness will multiply, the love of many will grow cold.

Fear no more, Daughter Zion. Look, your King is coming, sitting on a donkey’s colt.

Now the slaves and the temple police had made a charcoal fire, because it was cold. They were standing there warming themselves, and Peter was standing with them, warming himself.

The local people showed us extraordinary kindness, for they lit a fire and took us all in, since it was raining and cold.

labor and hardship,
many sleepless nights, hunger and thirst,
often without food, cold, and lacking clothing.

I know your works, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish that you were cold or hot.

So, because you are lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I am going to vomit you out of My mouth.