Prayer in the Spear-Deep Snow

From C7.7, The Snow of the Sixth Stage. It illustrates C7.7.68–79 (to C7.7.81):

C7.7.68
A fierce wind swept across the mountain zone,And chilled the prince and soldiers to the bone.
C7.7.69
The whole world darkened like a raven’s plume,And none knew plain from height within the gloom.
C7.7.70
The darkened mountain vanished under snow;The earth was buried under blast and blow.
C7.7.71
For three full days and nights across the land,The wind’s wild fury swept on every hand.
C7.7.72
The tents and their enclosures soaked straight through,And no man stood against the cold that blew.
C7.7.73
The air was woof, the snow its warp of white;The prince stood trapped within that bitter plight.
C7.7.74
The stricken prince called, “Bishutan, draw near;This misery has overwhelmed us here.
C7.7.75
I faced the dragon’s fumes with warrior might,But strength and manhood cannot win this fight.
C7.7.76
Now lift your hands in prayer to God Most High;Call on His name beneath this frozen sky.
C7.7.77
Offer Him praise, that He may turn asideThese ills beneath whose weight we now abide.
C7.7.78
Otherwise, from this hour our lives are lost;Our strength is gone, our hopes consumed by frost.”
C7.7.79
Then Bishutan approached Yazdan Most High,Who guides the good and bad beneath the sky.