Chapter 147

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Who giveth snow like wool: scattereth mists like ashes.
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He sendeth his crystal like morsels: who shall stand before the face of his cold?
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He shall send out his word, and shall melt them: his wind shall blow, and the waters shall run.
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Who declareth his word to Jacob: his justices and his judgments to Israel.
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He hath not done in like manner to every nation: and his judgments he hath not made manifest to them. Alleluia.