TSK · Romans 9:20

Shall not vaine wordes come yet to an ende? Or what maketh thee bolde so to aunswere?

Who wyll reproue him of his way? Who wil say vnto him, Thou hast done wrong?

Shall he whom the almightie wyl chasten, contend with him? Should not he which disputeth with God, geue him an aunswere?

Wylt thou disanul my iudgement? or wylt thou condempne me, that thou mayst be righteous?

Doubtlesse your destruction is in reputation as the potters clay: And doth the worke say of hym that made it, he made not me? And doth an earthen vessell say of hym that fashioned it, he had no vnderstanding?

But nowe, O Lorde, thou father of ours, we are thy clay, and thou art our potter, and we all are the worke of thy handes.

Is it not lawfull for me, to do that I wyll with myne owne? Is thyne eye euyll, because I am good?

Where is the wise? where is ye scribe? where is the disputer of this worlde? Hath not God made the wisedome of this worlde foolyshenesse?

Uayne disputations of men of corrupte myndes, destitute of the trueth, thynkyng lucre to be godlynesse. From suche be thou separate.

But wylt thou knowe, O thou vayne man, that that fayth which is without workes, is dead?