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СёмухаГора таму, хто спрачаецца з Творцам сваім, чарапок з чарапкоў зямных! Ці скажа гліна ганчару: «што ты робіш?» і твая дзея ці скажа пра цябе: «у яго няма рук»?
БокунГора таму, хто спрачаецца з Творцам сваім, чарапок паміж чарапкоў зямных! Ці кажа гліна ганчару: «Што ты робіш?», або ці кажа выраб [майстру]: «Ты ня маеш рук»?
Горе тому, кто препирается с Создателем своим, черепок из черепков земных! Скажет ли глина горшечнику: «что ты делаешь?» и твое дело скажет ли о тебе: «у него нет рук»?
Горе тому, кто препирается со своим Создателем, кто лишь черепок среди черепков земных! Скажет ли глина горшечнику: «Что ты делаешь?» Скажет ли дело твое: «Ты такой безрукий!»?
Заокская (Кулаков)Горе тому, кто препирается с Создателем, черепок среди лежащих на земле черепков! Спрашивает ли глина гончара: «Что ты из меня сделаешь?» Судит ли мастера изделие: «Да ты же безрукий!»?
СП (БЛ)Взгляни на этих людей, спорящих с Тем, Кто их создал. Взгляни на спорящих со Мной, они словно черепки разбитого горшка. Горшечник берёт мокрую глину, чтобы сделать горшок, и глина его не спрашивает: «Что ты делаешь?» Ничто сотворённое не имеет власти спрашивать того, кто его сотворил. Люди подобны этой глине.
Woe unto him that striveth with his Maker! Let the potsherd strive with the potsherds of the earth. Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, What makest thou? or thy work, He hath no hands?
Woe unto him that striveth with his Maker! a potsherd among the potsherds of the earth! Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, What makest thou? or thy work, He hath no hands?
Woe to him who quarrels with his Maker— one clay pot among many. Does the clay ask the potter, ‘What are you making?’ Does your work say, ‘He has no hands’?
DRAWoe to him that gainsayeth his maker, a sherd of the earthen pots: shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it: What art thou making, and thy work is without hands?
FBVWhat trouble people face when they fight with their Creator—they're just pots among all the other pots on earth! Does the clay tell the potter who is shaping it, “What are you doing?” or “What you're making is so bad it's like you have no hands!”
GNVWoe be vnto him that striueth with his maker, the potsherd with the potsherds of the earth: shall the clay say to him that facioneth it, What makest thou? or thy worke, It hath none hands?
JPSWoe unto him that striveth with his Maker, as a potsherd with the potsherds of the earth! Shall the clay say to him that fashioned it: 'What makest thou?' Or: 'Thy work, it hath no hands'?
LSVWoe [to] him who is striving with his Former || (A potsherd with potsherds of the ground!) Does clay say to its Framer, What [are] you doing? And your work, He has no hands?
NASB¶“Woe to the one who quarrels with his Maker— A piece of pottery among the other earthenware pottery pieces! Will the clay say to the potter, ‘What are you doing?’ Or the thing you are making say, ‘He has no hands’?NASB 2020
“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’?
NMVWoe unto him that strives with his Maker! [Let] the potsherd (piece of broken pottery) [strive] with the potsherds of the earth. Shall the clay say to him that fashions it, What makes youi? or youi work, He has no hands?
OJBWoe unto him that quarreleth with his Yotzer — a potsherd among the potsherds of adamah. Shall the chomer (clay) say to the Yotzer of it, What art Thou making? Or Thy po'al (work) hath no handles?
T4TTerrible things will happen to those who argue with me, the one who created them. They are like [MET] a clay pot and I am like the one who made it; so they certainly cannot [RHQ] criticize me. A lump of clay certainly cannot [RHQ] argue with the one who shapes it to form a pot, saying, ‘Why are you making me like this?’ The pot cannot say ‘You have no skill, because what you made has no handles!’
Woe to him who strives with his Maker— a clay pot among the clay pots of the earth! Shall the clay ask him who fashions it, ‘What are you making?’ or your work, ‘He has no hands’?
Woe to him who strives with his Maker— a clay pot amongst the clay pots of the earth! Shall the clay ask him who fashions it, ‘What are you making?’ or your work, ‘He has no hands’?
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