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 this?”
You have turned things upside down, as if the potter were regarded as clay. Shall what is formed say to him who formed i
Woe to him who quarrels with his Maker—one clay pot among many. Does the clay ask the potter, ‘What are you making?’ Doe
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.
Why do you complain to Him that He answers nothing a man asks?
Who has appointed His way for Him, or told Him, ‘You have done wrong’?
“Will the faultfinder contend with the Almighty? Let him who argues with God give an answer.”
Do I not have the right to do as I please with what is mine? Or are you envious because I am generous?’
Is there no end to your long-winded speeches? What provokes you to continue testifying?
and constant friction between men of depraved mind who are devoid of the truth. These men regard godliness as a means of
Where is the wise man? Where is the scribe? Where is the philosopher of this age? Has not God made foolish the wisdom of
“Who is this who obscures My counsel by words without knowledge?
“I know that You can do all things and that no plan of Yours can be thwarted.
Would you really annul My justice? Would you condemn Me to justify yourself?
Slaves are to submit to their own masters in everything, to be well-pleasing, not argumentative,
You, therefore, have no excuse, you who pass judgment on another. For on whatever grounds you judge the other, you are c
I have spoken once, but I have no answer—twice, but I have nothing to add.”
O foolish man, do you want evidence that faith without deeds is worthless?
He has shown you, O man, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you but to act justly, to love mercy, and to wa
How do you know, wife, whether you will save your husband? Or how do you know, husband, whether you will save your wife?