¹⁹ How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!

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

⁷ 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.

⁶ Behold, I am toward God even as thou art: I also am formed out of the clay.

¹⁹ 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.

¹ For we know that if the earthly house of our tabernacle be dissolved, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal, in the heavens.

⁷ But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the exceeding greatness of the power may be of God, and not from ourselves;

²⁸ Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.

¹² Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, Your defences are defences of clay.

²⁷ And Abraham answered and said, Behold now, I have taken upon me to speak unto the Lord, who am but dust and ashes:

²⁴ For, All flesh is as grass, And all the glory thereof as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower falleth:

⁷ and the dust returneth to the earth as it was, and the spirit returneth unto God who gave it.

⁴ His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; In that very day his thoughts perish.

¹⁵ As for man, his days are as grass; As a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.

¹⁶ For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; And the place thereof shall know it no more.

⁵ Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: In the morning they are like grass which groweth up.

⁶ In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; In the evening it is cut down, and withereth.

⁷ For we are consumed in thine anger, And in thy wrath are we troubled.

¹¹ When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. Selah

¹⁶ Who were snatched away before their time, Whose foundation was poured out as a stream,

² He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.