Idols Bow Down to God
1   Bel bows down, Nebo stoops, their idols were upon the animals, and upon the cattle: your carriages were heavy laden; they are a burden to the weary animal.
2   They stoop, they bow down together; they could not deliver the burden, but are themselves gone into captivity.
3   Hearken unto me, O house of Jacob, and all the  remnant  of  the  house  of  Israel,  who  are borne by me from birth, who are carried from the womb:
4   And even to your old age I am he; and even to gray hairs will I carry you: I have made, and I will bear; even I will carry, and will deliver you.
5   To whom will you liken me, and make me equal, and compare me, that we may be alike?
6   They lavish gold out of the bag, and weigh silver in the balance, and hire a goldsmith; and he makes it a god: they fall down, yea, they worship.
7   They bear it upon the shoulder, they carry it, and set it in its place, and it stands; from its place shall it not move: yea, one shall cry unto it, yet can it not answer, nor save him out of his trouble.
8   Remember this, and show yourselves men: bring it again to mind, O you transgressors.
9   Remember the former things of old: for I am God, and there is none else; I am God, and there is none like me,
10   Declaring the end from the beginning, and from  ancient times the things  that are not yet done, saying, My counsel shall stand, and I will do all my pleasure:
11   Calling a ravenous bird from the east, the man   that  executes  my  counsel  from  a  far country: yea, I have spoken it, I will also bring it to pass; I have purposed it, I will also do it.
12   Hearken unto me, you stubborn of heart, that are far from righteousness:
13   I bring near my righteousness: it shall not be far off, and my salvation shall not tarry: and I will place salvation in Zion for Israel my glory.