Woe to him who quarrels with his Maker—one clay pot among many. Does the clay ask the potter, ‘What are you making?’ Does your work say, ‘He has no hands’?
But who are you, O man, to talk back to God? Shall what is formed say to Him who formed it, “Why did You make me like th
But now, O LORD, You are our Father; we are the clay, and You are the potter; we are all the work of Your hand.
Does an axe raise itself above the one who swings it? Does a saw boast over him who saws with it? It would be like a rod
“O house of Israel, declares the LORD, can I not treat you as this potter treats his clay? Just like clay in the potter’
You have turned things upside down, as if the potter were regarded as clay. Shall what is formed say to him who formed i
There is no wisdom, no understanding, no counsel that can prevail against the LORD.
The kings of the earth take their stand and the rulers gather together, against the LORD and against His Anointed One:
Would you really annul My justice? Would you condemn Me to justify yourself?
I laid a snare for you, O Babylon, and you were caught before you knew it. You were found and captured because you chall
Distress and anguish terrify him, overwhelming him like a king poised to attack.
But I have raised you up for this very purpose, that I might display My power to you, and that My name might be proclaim
Are we trying to provoke the Lord to jealousy? Are we stronger than He?