חֹ֫מֶר

They said to one another, “Come, let’s make bricks, and burn them thoroughly.” They had brick for stone, and they used tar for mortar.

and they made their lives bitter with hard service in mortar and in brick, and in all kinds of service in the field, all their service, in which they ruthlessly made them serve.

How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!

Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?

Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes. Your defenses are defenses of clay.

Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare clothing as the clay;

He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.

Behold, I am toward God even as you are. I am also formed out of the clay.

I will send him against a profane nation, and against the people who anger me I will give him a command to take the plunder and to take the prey, and to tread them down like the mire of the streets.

You turn things upside down! Should the potter be thought to be like clay; that the thing made should say about him who made it, “He didn’t make me;” or the thing formed say of him who formed it, “He has no understanding?”