Isaiah 45:9

Em outras traduções

1. NIV New International Version

   9 "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’?

2. ESV English Standard Version

   9 *[Eccles. 6:10]; See ch. 10:15"Woe to him who strives with him who formed him,

   a pot among earthen pots!

   *ch. 64:8;Cited Rom. 9:20Does the clay say to him who forms it, ‘What are you making?’

   or ‘Your work has no handles’?

3. NLT New Living Translation

   9 "What sorrow awaits those who argue with their Creator.

   Does a clay pot argue with its maker?

   Does the clay dispute with the one who shapes it, saying,

   ‘Stop, you’re doing it wrong!’

   Does the pot exclaim,

   ‘How clumsy can you be?’

4. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   9 "Woe to him who strives with *Is. 64:8his Maker!

   Let the potsherd strive with the potsherds of the earth!

   *Jer. 18:6; Rom. 9:20, 21Shall the clay say to him who forms it, ‘What are you making?’

   Or shall your handiwork say, ‘He has no hands’?

5. NASB New American Standard Bible 2020

   9 "Woe to the one who quarrels with *45:9 Lit He who formed himhis Maker—

   A piece of pottery *45:9 Lit withamong the other earthenware pottery pieces!

   Will the clay say to the *45:9 Lit he who formed himpotter, ‘What are you doing?’

   Or the thing you are making say, ‘He has no hands’?

6. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   9 "Woe to the one who argues with his Maker —

   one clay pot among many.  * 45:9 Lit a clay pot with clay pots of the ground

   Does clay say to the one forming it,

   ‘What are you making? ’  * 45:9 Is 29:16; 64:8; Jr 18:6; Rm 9:20–21

   Or does your work say,

   ‘He has no hands’?  * 45:9 Or making? Your work has no hands.

7. DRA Douay-Rheims American 1899

   9 Woe 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?

8. MSG The Message

   8-10 "Open up, heavens, and rain.

   Clouds, pour out buckets of my goodness!

   Loosen up, earth, and bloom salvation;

   sprout right living.

   I, God, generate all this.

   But doom to you who fight your Maker—

   you’re a pot at odds with the potter!

   Does clay talk back to the potter:

   ‘What are you doing? What clumsy fingers!’

   Would a sperm say to a father,

   ‘Who gave you permission to use me to make a baby?’

   Or a fetus to a mother,

   ‘Why have you cooped me up in this belly?’"