He hurls down his hail like pebbles.
Who can withstand his icy blast?
Who can withstand his icy blast?
He sends his word and melts them;
he stirs up his breezes, and the waters flow.
he stirs up his breezes, and the waters flow.
Psalm 147:17-18
A cold, rainy day in Dixie...no snow to melt here but raw...a good day for deer hunting. My husband got his second of the season with a muzzle-loader. He's so happy. We put up our first one last week and probably tomorrow we'll do the second one. God does provide.
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