17
The noise of the thunder maketh the earth to tremble: so doth the northern storm and the whirlwind: as birds flying he scattereth the snow, and the falling down thereof is as the lighting of grasshoppers:
18
The eye marvelleth at the beauty of the whiteness thereof, and the heart is astonished at the raining of it.
19
The hoarfrost also as salt he poureth on the earth, and being congealed, it lieth on the top of sharp stakes.
20
When the cold north wind bloweth, and the water is congealed into ice, it abideth upon every gathering together of water, and clotheth the water as with a breastplate.
21
It devoureth the mountains, and burneth the wilderness, and consumeth the grass as fire.
The Brenton translation of the Septuagint is in the public domain.