9 ¡Ay del que pleitea con su Hacedor! ¡El tiesto, contra los tiestos de la tierra! ¿Dirá el barro al que lo labra: Qué haces? y tu obra: No <I>tiene</I> forma.
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“Woe to those who quarrel with their Maker, those who are nothing but potsherds among the potsherds on the ground. Does the clay say to the potter, ‘What are you making?’ Does your work say, ‘The potter has no hands’?