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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.
For you are our Father, though Abraham doesn't know us, and Israel does not acknowledge us: you, Yahweh, are our Father; our Redeemer from everlasting is your name.
You shall tell Pharaoh, 'Thus says Yahweh, Israel is my son, my firstborn,
Do you thus requite Yahweh, foolish people and unwise? Isn't he your father who has bought you? He has made you, and established you.
For you are all children of God, through faith in Christ Jesus.
Are the clay
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?"
Woe to him who strives with his Maker -- a clay pot among the clay pots of the earth! Shall the clay ask him who fashions it, 'What are you making?' or your work, 'He has no hands?'
Arise, and go down to the potter's house, and there I will cause you to hear my words.
But indeed, O man, who are you to reply against God? Will the thing formed ask him who formed it, "Why did you make me like this?"
everyone who is called by my name, and whom I have created for my glory, whom I have formed, yes, whom I have made.'"
Remember these things, Jacob and Israel; for you are my servant. I have formed you. You are my servant. Israel, you will not be forgotten by me.
"'Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me.
Know that Yahweh, he is God. It is he who has made us, and we are his. We are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
Your hands have made me and formed me. Give me understanding, that I may learn your commandments.
Yahweh will fulfill that which concerns me; your loving kindness, Yahweh, endures forever. Don't forsake the works of your own hands. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.
For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared before that we would walk in them.
House of Israel, can't I do with you as this potter? says Yahweh. Behold, as the clay in the potter's hand, so are you in my hand, house of Israel.