For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust.
and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.
Remember that you have made me like clay; and will you return me to the dust?
Yet he, being compassionate, atoned for their iniquity and did not destroy them; he restrained his anger often and did not stir up all his wrath. He remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes and comes not again.
Remember how short my time is! For what vanity you have created all the children of man!
By the sweat of your face you shall eat bread, till you return to the ground, for out of it you were taken; for you are dust, and to dust you shall return.”
Why do you not pardon my transgression and take away my iniquity? For now I shall lie in the earth; you will seek me, but I shall not be.”
My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt; my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh. My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle and come to their end without hope. “Remember that my life is a breath; my eye will never again see good.
You turn things upside down! Shall the potter be regarded as the clay, that the thing made should say of its maker, “He did not make me”; or the thing formed say of him who formed it, “He has no understanding”?
Will you frighten a driven leaf and pursue dry chaff?
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