These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Who Can Stand Before His Cold?

Key Verses:

"He giveth snow like wool:
he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
He casteth forth his ice like morsels:
who can stand before his cold?"

(Psalm 147:16-17, KJV)

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The cold doth come. No man can stand.
Who can it ever stop?
The frigid temps are never banned.
The Lord is on the top!

"He giveth snow like whitest wool.
He scattereth frosty ash.
He casteth ice more cold than cool.
Who stands 'fore Him at last?"

The work must needs continue thus,
yet chilled the hands may be.
Please, save from cold for in Thy Trust
my hope shall ever be.

The vortex hath now shown its power.
More strength it may have soon.
Please, in the depth of coldest hour
make warmth from Thee our boon.

by Jay O’Toole
on January 6th, 2025