Job 10:9
Remeber, I pray thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and wilt thou bring me into dust againe?
Remeber, I pray thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and wilt thou bring me into dust againe?
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5Are thy dayes as mans dayes? Or thy yeres, as the time of man,
6That thou inquirest of mine iniquitie, and searchest out my sinne?
7Thou knowest that I can not do wickedly: for none can deliuer me out of thine hand.
8Thine handes haue made me, and fashioned mee wholy rounde about, and wilt thou destroy me?
10Hast thou not powred me out as milke? & turned me to cruds like cheese?
11Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and ioyned me together with bones and sinewes.
5If thou canst giue me answere, prepare thy selfe and stand before me.
6Beholde, I am according to thy wish in Gods stead: I am also formed of the clay.
19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
12Your memories may be compared vnto ashes, and your bodyes to bodyes of clay.
20But, O man, who art thou which pleadest against God? shall the thing formed say to him that formed it, Why hast thou made me thus?
21Hath not the potter power of the clay to make of the same lumpe one vessell to honour, and another vnto dishonour?
47Remember of what time I am: wherefore shouldest thou create in vaine all the children of men?
9Woe be vnto him that striueth with his maker, the potsherd with the potsherds of the earth: shall the clay say to him that facioneth it, What makest thou? or thy worke, It hath none hands?
16Your turning of deuises shal it not be esteemed as the potters clay? for shall the worke say of him that made it, Hee made me not? or the thing formed, say of him that facioned it, He had none vnderstanding?
10Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
15My bones are not hid from thee, though I was made in a secret place, and facioned beneath in the earth.
18Wherfore then hast thou brought me out of the wombe? Oh that I had perished, and that none eye had seene me!
19And that I were as I had not bene, but brought from the wombe to the graue!
20Are not my dayes fewe? let him cease, and leaue off from me, that I may take a litle comfort,
8But now, O Lord, thou art our Father: we are the clay, and thou art our potter, and we all are the worke of thine hands.
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, and keepe me secret, vntill thy wrath were past, and wouldest giue me terme, and remember me.
15He that hath made me in the wombe, hath he not made him? hath not he alone facioned vs in the wombe?
3And yet thou openest thine eyes vpon such one, and causest me to enter into iudgement with thee.
4Where wast thou when I layd the foundations of the earth? Declare, if thou hast vnderstanding,
20I haue sinned, what shal I do vnto thee? O thou preseruer of me, why hast thou set me as a marke against thee, so that I am a burden vnto my selfe?
21And why doest thou not pardon my trespasse? and take away mine iniquitie? for nowe shall I sleepe in the dust, and if thou seekest me in the morning, I shall not be found.
22Thou takest me vp & causest mee to ride vpo the winde, & makest my strength to faile.
15My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
3Thou turnest man to destruction: againe thou sayest, Returne, ye sonnes of Adam.
4And the vessell that he made of clay, was broken in the hand of the potter. so he returned, and made it another vessel, as seemed good to the potter to make it.
5Then the worde of the Lord came vnto me, saying,
6O house of Israel, cannot I doe with you as this potter, sayth the Lord? beholde, as the clay is in the potters hande, so are you in mine hande, O house of Israel.
14For he knoweth whereof we be made: he remembreth that we are but dust.
73Iod. Thine hands haue made me and facioned me: giue mee vnderstanding therefore, that I may learne thy commandements.
12I am forgotten, as a dead man out of minde: I am like a broken vessell.
9What profite is there in my blood, when I go downe to the pit? shall the dust giue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?
4Lord, let me know mine ende, and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let mee knowe howe long I haue to liue.
8(40:3) Wilt thou disanul my iudgement? or wilt thou condemne me, that thou mayst be iustified?
8And hast made me full of wrinkles which is a witnesse thereof, and my leannes ryseth vp in me, testifying the same in my face.
2I will say vnto God, Condemne mee not: shew me, wherefore thou contendest with mee.
10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast heaued me vp, and cast me downe.
5Yet doe I remember the time past: I meditate in all thy workes, yea, I doe meditate in the workes of thine hands.
4What is man, say I, that thou art mindefull of him? and the sonne of man, that thou visitest him?
38When the earth groweth into hardnesse, and the clottes are fast together?
17What is man, that thou doest magnifie him, and that thou settest thine heart vpon him?
17Thus my soule was farre off from peace: I forgate prosperitie,
4My flesh and my skinne hath he caused to waxe olde, and he hath broken my bones.
9But thou didest draw me out of ye wombe: thou gauest me hope, euen at my mothers breasts.
3Ye haue now ten times reproched me, and are not ashamed: ye are impudent toward mee.