Psalms 147:17
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
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Psalms 147:17. He casteth forth his ice like morsels:
Hailstones, like little pieces of bread, broken off and scattered abroad,-
Psalms 147:17. Who can stand before his cold?
In all this, the Lord is really fattening the soil, and preparing food for man and beast in the coming spring and summer.