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Job 10:9 - American Standard Version 2015

9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast fashioned me as clay;\par\tab And wilt thou bring me into dust again?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; And wilt thou bring me into dust again?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 Remember [earnestly], I beseech You, that You have fashioned me as clay [out of the same earth material, exquisitely and elaborately]. And will You bring me into dust again?

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast fashioned me as clay; And wilt thou bring me into dust again?

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Common English Bible

9 Remember that you made me from clay, and you will return me to dust.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 Remember, I ask you, that you have fashioned me like clay, and you will reduce me to dust.

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Job 10:9
25 Tagairtí Cros  

And Jehovah 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 thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.


Hast thou not poured me out as milk,\par\tab And curdled me like cheese?


If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father;\par\tab To the worm, {\i Thou art} my mother, and my sister;


Behold, I am toward God even as thou art:\par\tab I also am formed out of the clay.


All flesh shall perish together,\par\tab And man shall turn again unto dust.\par


How much more them that dwell in houses of clay,\par\tab Whose foundation is in the dust,\par\tab Who are crushed before the moth!


And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity?\par\tab For now shall I lie down in the dust;\par\tab And thou wilt seek me diligently, but I shall not be.\par


Oh remember that my life is a breath:\par\tab Mine eye shall no more see good.


For he knoweth our frame;\par\tab He remembereth that we are dust.


Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled;\par\tab Thou takest away their breath, they die,\par\tab And return to their dust.


Remember me, O Jehovah, with the favor that thou bearest unto thy people;\par\tab Oh visit me with thy salvation,


My strength is dried up like a potsherd;\par\tab And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws;\par\tab And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.


Consider mine affliction and my travail;\par\tab And forgive all my sins.


And he remembered that they were but flesh,\par\tab A wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.


Oh remember how short my time is:\par\tab For what vanity hast thou created all the children of men!


Thou turnest man to destruction,\par\tab And sayest, Return, ye children of men.


and the dust returneth to the earth as it was, and the spirit returneth unto God who gave it.


Woe unto him that striveth with his Maker! a potsherd among the potsherds of the earth! Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, What makest thou? or thy work, He hath no hands?


And there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee; for thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast consumed us by means of our iniquities.\par


But now, O Jehovah, thou art our Father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.


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


Or hath not the potter a right over the clay, from the same lump to make one part a vessel unto honor, and another unto dishonor?


But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the exceeding greatness of the power may be of God, and not from ourselves;


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