⁹ Remember that you molded me like clay.^(A)
    Will you now turn me to dust again?^(B)

⁸ Yet you, Lord, are our Father.^(A)
    We are the clay, you are the potter;^(B)
    we are all the work of your hand.^(C)

¹⁹ By the sweat of your brow^(A)
    you will eat your food^(B)
until you return to the ground,
    since from it you were taken;
for dust you are
    and to dust you will return.”^(C)

⁷ and the dust returns^(A) to the ground it came from,
    and the spirit returns to God^(B) who gave it.^(C)

⁶ Remember, Lord, your great mercy and love,^(A)
    for they are from of old.
⁷ Do not remember the sins of my youth^(B)
    and my rebellious ways;^(C)
according to your love^(D) remember me,
    for you, Lord, are good.^(E)

⁹ “Woe to those who quarrel^(A) with their Maker,^(B)
    those who are nothing but potsherds^(C)
    among the potsherds on the ground.
Does the clay say to the potter,^(D)
    ‘What are you making?’^(E)
Does your work say,
    ‘The potter has no hands’?^(F)