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I form the light, and create darkness, I make peace, and create evil: I the Lord that do all these things.

Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above, and let the clouds rain the just: let the earth be opened, and bud forth a saviour: and let justice spring up together: I the Lord have created him.

Woe to him that gainsayeth his maker, a sherd of the earthen pots: shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it: What art thou making, and thy work is without hands?

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I form the light and create darkness,(A)
    I bring prosperity and create disaster;(B)
    I, the Lord, do all these things.

“You heavens above, rain(C) down my righteousness;(D)
    let the clouds shower it down.
Let the earth open wide,
    let salvation(E) spring up,
let righteousness flourish with it;
    I, the Lord, have created it.

“Woe to those who quarrel(F) with their Maker,(G)
    those who are nothing but potsherds(H)
    among the potsherds on the ground.
Does the clay say to the potter,(I)
    ‘What are you making?’(J)
Does your work say,
    ‘The potter has no hands’?(K)

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