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.
How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which are crushed before the moth?
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
Wherefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes.
And he spake a parable unto them to this end, that men ought always to pray, and not to faint;
For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.