|Bel bows down, Nebo stoops, |
their idols are on beasts and cattle;
these things you carry are loaded
as burdens on weary beasts.
|They stoop, |
they bow down together,
they cannot save the burden,
but themselves go into captivity.
|"Hearken to me, O house of Jacob, |
all the remnant of the house of Israel,
who have been borne by me from your birth,
carried from the womb;
|even to your old age I am He, |
and to gray hairs I will carry you.
I have made, and I will bear;
I will carry and will save.
|"To whom will you liken me and make me equal, |
and compare me, that we may be alike?
|Those who lavish gold from the purse, |
and weigh out silver in the scales,
hire a goldsmith,
and he makes it into a god;
then they fall down and worship!
|They lift it upon their shoulders, they carry it, |
they set it in its place, and it stands there;
it cannot move from its place.
If one cries to it, it does not answer
or save him from his trouble.
|"Remember this and consider, |
recall it to mind, you transgressors,
|remember the former things of old; |
for I am God, and there is no other;
I am God, and there is none like me,
|declaring the end from the beginning |
and from ancient times things not yet done,
saying, 'My counsel shall stand,
and I will accomplish all my purpose,'
|calling a bird of prey from the east, |
the man of my counsel from a far country.
I have spoken, and I will bring it to pass;
I have purposed, and I will do it.
|"Hearken to me, you stubborn of heart, |
you who are far from deliverance:
|I bring near my deliverance, it is not far off, |
and my salvation will not tarry;
I will put salvation in Zion,
for Israel my glory."
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