Jeremiah 18:4
The vessell that the potter made of clay, brake among his handes: So he began a newe, and made another vessell accordyng to his mynde.
The vessell that the potter made of clay, brake among his handes: So he began a newe, and made another vessell accordyng to his mynde.
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1This is another communication that God had with Ieremie, saying:
2Arise, and go downe into the potters house, & there shal I tell thee more of my mynde,
3Nowe when I came to the potters house, I founde hym makyng his worke vpon a wheele.
5Then sayde the Lorde thus vnto me:
6May not I do with you as this potter doth O ye house of Israel saith the Lorde? Beholde ye house of Israel, ye are in my hande, euen as the clay is in the potters hande.
7When I take in hande to roote out, to destroy, or to waste away any people or kyngdome:
20But O man, what art thou which disputest with God? Shall the worke say to the workeman, why hast thou made me on this fashion?
21Hath not the potter power ouer the clay, euen of the same lumpe to make one vessel vnto honour, and another vnto dishonour?
22If then, God wyllyng to shewe his wrath, and to make his power knowe, suffred with long patience, the vessels of wrath, ordayned to destruction,
16Doubtlesse your destruction is in reputation as the potters clay: And doth the worke say of hym that made it, he made not me? And doth an earthen vessell say of hym that fashioned it, he had no vnderstanding?
9Wo be vnto hym that striueth with his maker, let the potsherde striue with the potsherdes of the earth: Saieth the clay to the potter, What makest thou? or, thy worke is not perfectly done.
8But nowe, O Lorde, thou father of ours, we are thy clay, and thou art our potter, and we all are the worke of thy handes.
14And the hurt thereof is lyke an earthen vessell whiche breaketh without helpe, so that in the bursting of it, there is not founde one sheuer to fetch fire in, or to take water withall out of the pit.
2The chyldren of Sion that were alway in honour, and clothed with the most precious golde: howe are they nowe become lyke the earthen vessels, whiche be made with the potters hande?
11And say vnto them, Thus saith the Lorde of hoastes: Euen so wyll I destroy this people and citie, as a man breaketh an earthen vessell that can not be made whole agayne: in Thopheth shall they be buried, for they shall haue none other place.
1Thus sayde the Lorde: Go thy way and buye thee an earthen pitcher, and bryng foorth the senatours & chiefe priestes,
13And the Lorde saide vnto me, Cast it vnto the potter, a goodly pryce for me to be valued at of them. And I toke the thirtie siluer pence, and cast them to the potter in the house of the Lorde.
8Thy handes haue made me, & fashioned me altogether rounde about, wilt thou then destroy me?
9Remember I besech thee that thou madest me as the moulde of the earth, and shalt bring me into dust againe.
16Beholde, I make the smith that bloweth the coales in the fire, & he maketh a weapon after his handy worke: I make also the waster to destroy.
14They are fashioned as is the clay with the seale, and all stand vp as a garment.
20But in a great house are not onely vessels of golde, and of siluer, but also of wood and of earth: some to honour, and some vnto dishonour.
2Thus saith the Lord who made Hierusale, who fashioned the same to establishe it, whose name is the Lorde:
6Beholde, before God I am euen as thou: for I am fashioned & made euen of the same molde.
28This man Conanias shalbe lyke an image robbed and torne in peeces, and like a vessell wherein there is no pleasure: Wherefore both he and his seede shalbe sent away, and cast into a lande that they knowe not.
10Who dare then make a god, or fashion an image that is profitable for nothing?
10If the same people do euyll before me and heare not my voyce, I repent of the good that I haue deuised for them.
11Speake nowe therfore vnto whole Iuda, and to them that dwell at Hierusalem, thus saith the Lorde, Beholde I am deuisyng a plague for you, and am takyng a thyng in hande agaynst you: therfore let euery man turne from his euyll way, and take vpon you the thyng that is good and ryght.
1The word of the Lord came vnto me, saying:
3Shewe the rebellious house a parable, and speake vnto them, thus saith the Lorde God: Prepare a pot, set it on, and powre water into it.
8Then sayde the Lorde vnto me,
19Shall the caruer make hym a carued image? and shall the goldesmith couer hym with golde, or cast hym into a fourme of siluer plates?
4Then came the worde of the Lorde vnto me, after this maner:
50Hath not my hande made all these thynges?
20Howe can a man make those his gods, which are not able to be gods?
33All maner of earthen vessell wherinto any of them falleth, shalbe vncleane, with all that therein is, and it shalbe broken.
4Take the drosse from the siluer, and there shalbe a vessell for the siner.
23These were potters, and dwelt there among trees and hedges, nye vnto the king, because of his worke.
21Yea thus hath the Lorde of hoastes the God of Israel spoken, as touchyng the residue of the ornamentes of the Lordes house, of the kyng of Iuda his house, and of Hierusalem:
4The worde of the Lorde spake thus vnto me.
28But the earthen pot that it is sodden in, shalbe broken: And yf it be sodden in a brasen pot, it shalbe scoured, & rensed in the water.
4Therefore tell hym O Ieremie, that the Lord saith thus: Beholde, the thing that I haue buylded, wyll I breake downe agayne, and roote out the thing that I haue planted, yea this whole lande:
19Upon these wordes, thus sayde the Lorde vnto me, If thou wylt turne agayne, I shall set thee in my seruice, and yf thou wylt take out the thynges that is precious from the vile, thou shalt be euen as myne owne mouth: they shall conuert vnto thee, but turne not thou vnto them.
8Moreouer, the word of the Lord came vnto me, saying:
25Neuerthelesse, I haue waked vp one from the north, and he shall come from the east, he shal call vpon my name, and shall treade vpon princes as vpon clay, and as the potter treadeth downe the mire.
9Thou shalt bruise them with a rod of iron: and breake them in peeces like a potters vessell.
5Seeing then that it was meete for no worke beyng whole, muche lesse may there any thing be made of it when the fire hath consumed and brent it.