How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed as the moth!

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

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

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

Of a truth I know it is so; but how can man be just with God?

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

And that he would shew thee the secrets of wisdom, how that they are the double of what is realised; and know that +God passeth by much of thine iniquity!

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

How much less the abominable and corrupt, man, that drinketh unrighteousness like water!

How long will ye hunt for words? Be intelligent, and then we will speak.

How long will ye vex my soul, and crush me with words?

If ye say, How shall we persecute him? when the root of the matter is found in me,

How often is the lamp of the wicked put out, and cometh their calamity upon them? Doth he distribute sorrows to them in his anger?

How then comfort ye me in vain? Your answers remain perfidious.

Is not +God in the height of the heavens? And behold the summit of the stars: how exalted are they!

And how should man be just with God? Or how should he be clean that is born of a woman?

How much less man, a worm, and the son of man, a worm!

How hast thou helped the powerless; how saved the arm that is without strength!

How hast thou counselled him that hath no wisdom, and abundantly declared the thing as it is!

I made a covenant with mine eyes; and how should I fix my regard upon a maid?

For I know not how to flatter; my Maker would soon take me away.

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

Dost thou know how +God hath disposed them, and how he causeth the lightning of his cloud to flash?

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