Job 10:9
Remember I besech thee that thou madest me as the moulde of the earth, and shalt bring me into dust againe.
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- Gen 2:7 : 7 The Lorde God also dyd shape man, euen dust fro of the grounde, & breathed into his nosethrylles the breath of lyfe, and man was a lyuyng soule.
- Gen 3:19 : 19 In the sweatte of thy face shalt thou eate thy breade, tyll thou be turned agayne into the ground, for out of it wast thou taken: For dust thou art, and into dust shalt thou be turned agayne.
- Isa 64:8 : 8 But 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.
- Jer 18:6 : 6 May 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.
- Eccl 12:7 : 7 Then shall the dust be turned agayne vnto earth from whence it came, and the spirite shall returne vnto God who gaue it.
- Isa 45:9 : 9 Wo 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.
- Rom 9:21 : 21 Hath not the potter power ouer the clay, euen of the same lumpe to make one vessel vnto honour, and another vnto dishonour?
- Job 7:7 : 7 O remember that my lyfe is but a winde, and that myne eye shall no more see pleasures:
- Job 17:14 : 14 I saide to corruption, thou art my father, and to the wormes, you are my mother and my sister.
- Ps 22:15 : 15 My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
- Ps 25:6-7 : 6 Call to remembraunce O God thy tender mercies & thy louyng kindnesse: for they haue ben for euer. 7 Oh remember not thou the sinnes and offences of my youth: but accordyng to thy mercie euen of thy goodnesse O God remember me.
- Ps 25:18 : 18 Loke thou vpon myne aduersitie and vpon my labour: and forgeue me all my sinne.
- Ps 89:47 : 47 Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?
- Ps 90:3 : 3 Thou turnest man most miserable euen vnto dust: thou sayest also, O ye children of men returne you into dust.
- Ps 106:4 : 4 Remember me O God according to the fauour that thou bearest vnto thy people: O visite me with thy saluation.
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5 Or are thy dayes as the dayes of man? and thy yeres as mans yeres?
6 That thou makest such inquisition for my wickednes, and searchest out my sinne?
7 Whereas thou knowest whether I shall do wickedly or no, and that none can deliuer me out of thyne hande.
8 Thy handes haue made me, & fashioned me altogether rounde about, wilt thou then destroy me?
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10 Hast thou not powred me as it were milke, & turned me to cruddes like cheese?
11 Thou hast couered me with skinne and fleshe, and ioyned me together with bones and sinnowes.
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5 If thou canst then geue me aunswere, prepare thy selfe and stande before me face to face.
6 Beholde, before God I am euen as thou: for I am fashioned & made euen of the same molde.
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19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.
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12 Your remembraunce is lyke vnto a sparke, and your bodies lyke the claye.
- Rom 9:20-212 verses75%
20 But O man, what art thou which disputest with God? Shall the worke say to the workeman, why hast thou made me on this fashion?
21 Hath not the potter power ouer the clay, euen of the same lumpe to make one vessel vnto honour, and another vnto dishonour?
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47 Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?
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9 Wo 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.
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16 Doubtlesse 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?
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10 Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.
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15 The substaunce of my body was not hyd from thee: when I was made in secrete and fashioned with distinct members in my mothers wombe.
- Job 10:18-203 verses71%
18 Wherfore hast thou brought me out of the wombe? O that I had perished, and that no eye had seene me,
19 And that I were as though I had not ben, but brought from the wombe to the graue.
20 Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,
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8 But 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.
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13 O that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, & keepe me secret vntyl thy wrath were past, and to appoynt me a time wherein thou mightest remember me.
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15 He that fashioned me in my mothers wombe, made he not him also? were we not both shapen a like in our mothers bodies?
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3 Doest thou open thyne eyes vpon such one, and bringest me into thy iudgement?
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4 Where wast thou when I layed the foundations of the earth? Tell playnely, if thou hast vnderstanding.
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20 I haue offended, what shall I do vnto the, O thou preseruer of men? Why hast thou set me as a marke against thee, so that I am a burden to my selfe?
21 Why doest thou not pardon my trespasses, and take away myne iniquitie? Behold, nowe must I sleepe in the dust, and if thou sekest me to morowe in the morning, I shal not be.
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22 In times past thou diddest set me vp on hye, to be caried as it were aboue the wynde, but nowe hast thou geuen me a very sore fall.
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15 My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
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3 Thou turnest man most miserable euen vnto dust: thou sayest also, O ye children of men returne you into dust.
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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.
5 Then sayde the Lorde thus vnto me:
6 May 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.
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14 For he knoweth wherof we be made: he remembreth that we are but dust.
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73 Iod Thy handes haue made me and fashioned me: geue me vnderstanding, and I will learne thy comaundementes.
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12 I became cleane forgotten as a dead man out of minde: I became like a broken vessell.
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9 Saying what profite is there in my blood when I go downe to the pit? shal the dust geue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?
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4 O God make me to knowe mine ende, and the number of my dayes: that I may be certified howe long I haue to lyue.
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8 Wylt thou disanul my iudgement? or wylt thou condempne me, that thou mayst be righteous?
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8 And that thou hast filled me with wrinckles my fleshe is recorde, and my leanenesse ryseth vp against me and beareth witnes thereof in my face.
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2 I will say vnto God: O do not condempne me, but shewe me wherefore thou contendest so with me?
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10 because of thine indignation and wrath: for thou hast set me vp, and cast me downe.
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5 I call to remembraunce the tyme long past: I muse vpon euery act of thine, I exercise my study on the worke of thy handes.
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4 What is man that thou art myndfull of him? and the sonne of man that thou visitest hym?
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38 To cause the earth to grow into hardnesse, & the clots to cleaue fast together?
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17 What is man that thou doest magnifie him? and that thou settest thy heart vpon him?
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17 He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
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4 My flesh and my skinne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he bruised.
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9 But thou art he that tokest me out of my mothers wombe: thou causedst me to trust in thee, suckyng my mothers breastes.
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3 Lo, ten times haue ye reproched me, and are not ashamed, but haue laughed me to scorne.