How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which 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 down 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 is 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 mine iniquities and sins? make me to know my transgression and my sin.

How much more abominable and filthy is man, which 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 height of heaven? and behold the height 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, which is a worm?

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

How hast thou counselled him that hath no wisdom? and how hast thou plentifully 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?