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Job 10:9

American King James Version (1999)

Remember, I beseech you, that you have made me as the clay; and will you bring me into dust again?

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And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.

In the sweat of your face shall you eat bread, till you return to the ground; for out of it were you taken: for dust you are, and to dust shall you return.

Have you not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?

I have said to corruption, You are my father: to the worm, You are my mother, and my sister.

Behold, I am according to your wish in God's stead: I also am formed out of the clay.

All flesh shall perish together, and man shall turn again to dust.

How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which are crushed before the moth?

And why do you not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and you shall seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.

O remember that my life is wind: my eye shall no more see good.

For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust.

You hide your face, they are troubled: you take away their breath, they die, and return to their dust.

Remember me, O LORD, with the favor that you bore to your people: O visit me with your salvation;

My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue sticks to my jaws; and you have brought me into the dust of death.

Look on my affliction and my pain; and forgive all my sins.

For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passes away, and comes not again.

Remember how short my time is: why have you made all men in vain?

You turn man to destruction; and say, Return, you children of men.

Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return to God who gave it.

Woe to him that strives with his Maker! Let the potsherd strive with the potsherds of the earth. Shall the clay say to him that fashions it, What make you? or your work, He has no hands?

And there is none that calls on your name, that stirs up himself to take hold of you: for you have hid your face from us, and have consumed us, because of our iniquities.

But now, O LORD, you are our father; we are the clay, and you our potter; and we all are the work of your hand.

O house of Israel, cannot I do with you as this potter? said the LORD. Behold, as the clay is in the potter's hand, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel.

Has not the potter power over the clay, of the same lump to make one vessel to honor, and another to dishonor?

But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.




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