Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?

For He makes sore, and binds up; He wounds, and His hands make whole.

if you would seek earnestly to God and make your prayer to the Almighty;

if you were pure and upright, surely now He would awake for you, and make the dwelling-place of your righteousness blessed.

If I wash myself with snow water, and make my hands ever so clean,

Let Him take His rod away from me, and let not His fear make me afraid;

I will say to God, Do not condemn me; make me know why You contend with me.

Should your lies make men silent? And will you mock and no one make you ashamed?

You shall lie down, and none shall make you afraid. Yea, many shall seek your favor.

He leads wise men away stripped, and makes the judges fools.

They grope in the dark without light, and He makes them to stagger like a drunkard.

Shall not His highness make you afraid, and His dread fall on you?

Withdraw Your hand far from me, and let not Your fear make me afraid.

How many are my iniquities and sins? Make known my transgressions and my sin.

For You write bitter things against me, and make me to possess the sins of my youth.

I might make you strong with my mouth, and the moving of my lips would spare you.

Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall dash him at his feet.

They drive him from light to darkness, and they make him flee from the world.

Is it any pleasure to the Almighty that you are righteous, or gain to Him that you make your ways perfect?

You shall make your prayer to Him, and He shall hear you, and you shall pay your vows.

For God makes my heart soft, and the Almighty troubles me;

And if it is not so, who will make me a liar, and make my speech worth nothing?

Rule and fear are with Him; He makes peace in His high places.

He builds his house like a moth, and like a booth that a watchman makes.

I smiled kindly on them when they did not believe; and they did not make the light of my face fall.

Did not He who made me in the womb make him? And did not One shape us in the womb?

For I do not know how to eulogize; else after a little my Maker would take me away.

Behold, my terror shall not make you afraid, and my burden shall not be heavy on you.

But none says, Where is God my Maker, who gives songs in the night;

who teaches us more than the animals of the earth, and makes us wiser than the birds of the heavens?

I will bring my knowledge from afar, and I will credit righteousness to my Maker.

Can you make him leap like a locust? The glory of his snorting is terrifying.

Does the eagle mount up at your command and make his nest on high?

He is the first of the ways of God; his Maker brings near his sword.

Will he make a covenant with you? Will you take him for a servant for ever?

An arrow cannot make him flee; slingstones are turned by him into stubble.

He makes the deep boil like a pot; he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.

He makes a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be gray-headed.