Psalm 147: 15 - 18

The winter wind howls down the bay

The snow nips at the trees

The mist wrapped inlet hunkers down

Beside the shifting seas

The brutal cold of wintertime

Infects like a disease

My heart is frozen in my breast

And I can find no ease

The cold, the wind, the restless snow

My heart is made of these

But You will bring the spring again

And my heart will unfreeze

Psalm 147

 15 He sends his command to the earth;
   his word runs swiftly.
16 He spreads the snow like wool
   and scatters the frost like ashes.
17 He hurls down his hail like pebbles.
   Who can withstand his icy blast?
18 He sends his word and melts them;
   he stirs up his breezes, and the waters flow.