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The cold north wind bloweth, and the water is congealed into crystal; upon every gathering together of waters it shall rest, and shall clothe the waters as a breastplate.
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And it shall devour the mountains, and burn the wilderness, and consume all that is green as with fire.
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A present remedy of all is the speedy coming of a cloud, and a dew that meeteth it, by the heat that cometh, shall overpower it.
25
At his word the wind is still, and with his thought he appeaseth the deep, and the Lord hath planted islands therein.
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Let them that sail on the sea, tell the dangers thereof: and when we hear with our ears, we shall admire.