How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth?

How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?

How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow my spittle?

How long wilt thou speak these things? and how long shall the words of thy mouth be like a strong wind?

I know it to be so of a truth: but how should man be just with God?

How much less shall I answer him, and choose out my words to reason with him?

How many are my iniquities and sins? make me to know my transgression and my sin.

How much more abominable and filthy is man, who drinketh iniquity like water?

How long will it be ere ye make an end of words? mark, and afterwards we will speak.

How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?

How oft is the candle of the wicked put out? and how oft cometh their destruction upon them? God distributeth sorrows in his anger.

How then comfort ye me in vain, seeing in your answers there remaineth falsehood?

Is not God in the hight of heaven? and behold the hight of the stars, how high they are!

And thou sayest, How doth God know? can he judge through the dark cloud?

How then can man be justified with God? or how can he be clean that is born of a woman?

How much less man, that is a worm; and the son of man, who is a worm?

How hast thou helped him that is without power? how savest thou the arm that hath no strength?

How hast thou counseled him that hath no wisdom? and how hast thou abundantly declared the thing as it is?

Lo, these are parts of his ways: but how little a portion is heard of him? but the thunder of his power who can understand?

How much less to him that accepteth not the persons of princes, nor regardeth the rich more than the poor? for they all are the work of his hands.

How thy garments are warm, when he quieteth the earth by the south wind?