⁹ Remember, I pray Thee, That as clay Thou hast made me, And unto dust Thou dost bring me back.

⁷ And Jehovah God formeth the man -- dust from the ground, and breatheth into his nostrils breath of life, and the man becometh a living creature.

⁸ And now, O Jehovah, thou `art' our Father, We `are' the clay, and Thou our Framer, And the work of Thy hand -- all of us.

¹⁹ by the sweat of thy face thou dost eat bread till thy return unto the ground, for out of it hast thou been taken, for dust thou `art', and unto dust thou turnest back.'

⁶ As this potter am I not able to do to you? O house of Israel, an affirmation of Jehovah. Lo, as clay in the hand of the potter, So `are' ye in My hand, O house of Israel.

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

²¹ hath not the potter authority over the clay, out of the same lump to make the one vessel to honour, and the one to dishonour?

⁹ Wo `to' him who is striving with his Former, (A potsherd with potsherds of the ground!) Doth clay say to its Framer, `What dost thou?' And thy work, `He hath no hands?'

⁴ Remember me, O Jehovah, With the favour of Thy people, Look after me in Thy salvation.

³ Thou turnest man unto a bruised thing, And sayest, Turn back, ye sons of men.

⁴⁷ Remember, I pray Thee, what `is' life-time? Wherefore in vain hast Thou created All the sons of men?

¹⁸ See mine affliction and my misery, And bear with all my sins.

⁶ Remember Thy mercies, O Jehovah, And Thy kindnesses, for from the age `are' they.

⁷ Sins of my youth, and my transgressions, Do not Thou remember. According to Thy kindness be mindful of me, For Thy goodness' sake, O Jehovah.

¹⁵ Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.

¹⁴ To corruption I have called: -- `Thou `art' my father.' `My mother' and `my sister' -- to the worm.

⁷ Remember Thou that my life `is' a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.