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

For he maketh sore, and bindeth up: he woundeth, and his hands make whole.

If thou wouldst seek to God betimes, and make thy supplication to the Almighty;

If thou wert pure and upright; surely now he would awake for thee, and make the habitation of thy righteousness prosperous.

Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer, but I would make supplication to my judge.

If I wash myself with snow water, and make my hands never so clean;

Should thy falsehoods make men hold their peace? and when thou mockest, shall no man make thee ashamed?

Also thou shalt lie down, and none shall make thee afraid; yes, many shall make suit to thee.

Shall not his excellence make you afraid? and his dread fall upon you?

Withdraw thy hand far from me: and let not thy dread make me afraid.

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

Trouble and anguish shall make him afraid; they shall prevail against him, as a king ready to the battle.

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

Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall drive him to his feet.

These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.

Therefore do my thoughts cause me to answer, and for this I make haste.

Thou shalt make thy prayer to him, and he shall hear thee, and thou shalt pay thy vows.

Who make oil within their walls, and tread their wine-presses, and suffer thirst.

And if it is not so now, who will make me a liar, and make my speech of no worth?

To make the weight for the winds; and he weigheth the waters by measure.

Did not he that made me in the womb make him? and did not one fashion us in the womb?

For I know not to give flattering titles; in so doing, my Maker would soon take me away.

Behold, my terror shall not make thee afraid, neither shall my hand be heavy upon thee.

When he giveth quietness, who then can make trouble? and when he hideth his face, who then can behold him? whether it be done against a nation, or against a man only:

By reason of the multitude of oppressions they make the oppressed to cry: they cry out by reason of the arm of the mighty.

But none saith, Where is God my maker, who giveth songs in the night;

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

Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? the glory of his nostrils is terrible.

Doth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make her nest on high?

He is the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach him.

Will he make many supplications to thee? will he speak soft words to thee?

Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?

Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants.

The arrow cannot make him flee: sling-stones are turned with him into stubble.