In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou {art}, and unto dust shalt thou return.

Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.

For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls {which} I have made.

This {is} one {thing}, therefore I said {it}, He destroyeth the perfect and the wicked.

For I know {that} thou wilt bring me {to} death, and {to} the house appointed for all living.

Fury {is} not in me: who would set the briers {and} thorns against me in battle? I would go through them, I would burn them together. {go...: or, march against}

Thou turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of men.

Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?

In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou {art}, and unto dust shalt thou return.

For we must needs die, and {are} as water spilt on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again; neither doth God respect {any} person: yet doth he devise means, that his banished be not expelled from him. {neither...: or, because God hath not taken away his life, he hath also devised means, etc}

All go unto one place; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.