⁹ Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?

⁶ Behold, I am according to thy wish in God's stead: I also am formed out of the clay.

⁸ But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.

²¹ Hath not the potter power over the clay, of the same lump to make one vessel unto honour, and another unto dishonour?

⁷ But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.

5 For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.