Psalms 147:12, 15-18 Praise the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise your God, O Zion. He sends forth his commandment upon earth: his word runs very swiftly. He gives snow like wool: he scatters the frost like ashes. He casts forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold? He sends out his word, and melts them: he causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.