Babylon’s Idols and the True God
Bel has bowed down, Nebo stoops over;
Their images are on the beasts and the cattle.
The things that you carry are burdensome,
A load for the weary beast.
2 They stooped over, they have bowed down together;
They could not rescue the load,
But have themselves gone into captivity.
3 “Hear Me, O house of Jacob,
And all the remnant of the house of Israel,
You who have been burdening Me from birth
And have been carried from the womb;
4 Even to your old age I will be the same,
And even to your graying years I will bear you!
I have done it, and I will carry you;
And I will bear you, and I will rescue you.
5 “To whom would you liken Me
And make Me equal and compare Me,
That we would be alike?
6 Those who lavish gold from the purse
And weigh silver on the scale,
They hire a goldsmith, and he makes it into a god;
They fall down, indeed they worship it.
7 They carry it upon the shoulder and bear it;
They set it in its place, and it stands there.
It does not move from its place.
Though one may cry to it, it cannot answer;
It cannot save him from his distress.