Truly I am as your spokesman before God; I also have been formed out of clay.
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 being.
In the sweat of your face you shall eat bread Till you return to the ground, For out of it you were taken; For dust you are, And to dust you shall return.”
And Jacob’s anger was aroused against Rachel, and he said, “Am I in the place of God, who has withheld from you the fruit of the womb?”
Remember, I pray, that You have made me like clay. And will You turn me into dust again?
Your platitudes are proverbs of ashes, Your defenses are defenses of clay.
But I would speak to the Almighty, And I desire to reason with God.
In his self-sufficiency he will be in distress; Every hand of misery will come against him.
Oh, that I had one to hear me! Here is my mark. Oh, that the Almighty would answer me, That my Prosecutor had written a book!
How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before a moth?
So he shall be your spokesman to the people. And he himself shall be as a mouth for you, and you shall be to him as God.
But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellence of the power may be of God and not of us.
For we know that if our earthly house, this tent, is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.
Now then, we are ambassadors for Christ, as though God were pleading through us: we implore you on Christ’s behalf, be reconciled to God.