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“Sky above, make victory fall like rain.
    Clouds, pour down victory.
May the earth receive it.
    May salvation grow.
May victory grow with it.
    I, the Lord, have created it.

“How terrible it will be for those who argue with the God who made them.
    They are like one piece of broken pottery among many pieces.
The clay does not ask the potter,
    ‘What are you doing?’
The thing that is made doesn’t say to its maker,
    ‘You have no hands.’
10 How terrible it will be for the child who says to his father,
    ‘Why are you giving me life?’
How terrible it will be for the child who says to his mother,
    ‘Why are you giving birth to me?’”

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“You heavens above, rain(A) down my righteousness;(B)
    let the clouds shower it down.
Let the earth open wide,
    let salvation(C) spring up,
let righteousness flourish with it;
    I, the Lord, have created it.

“Woe to those who quarrel(D) with their Maker,(E)
    those who are nothing but potsherds(F)
    among the potsherds on the ground.
Does the clay say to the potter,(G)
    ‘What are you making?’(H)
Does your work say,
    ‘The potter has no hands’?(I)
10 Woe to the one who says to a father,
    ‘What have you begotten?’
or to a mother,
    ‘What have you brought to birth?’

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