Job 10:9

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Job 10:7–11 · Berean Standard Bible

7 though You know that I am not guilty, and there is no deliverance from Your hand?

8 Your hands shaped me and altogether formed me. Would You now turn and destroy me?

9 Please remember that You molded me like clay. Would You now return me to dust?

10 Did You not pour me out like milk, and curdle me like cheese?

11 You clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.

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Psalms 25:18

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Genesis 3:19

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Isaiah 64:8

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