But ye are forgers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value.  O that ye would altogether hold your peace! and it should be your wisdom.  Hear now my reasoning, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips.  Will ye speak wickedly for God? and talk deceitfully for him?  Will ye accept his person? will ye contend for God?  Is it good that he should search you out? or as one man mocketh another, do ye so mock him?  He will surely reprove you, if ye do secretly accept persons.  Shall not his excellency make you afraid? and his dread fall upon you?  Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay.