1 ¶ Bel bows down, Nebo cowers, their images are loaded on beasts, on cattle: these things that you lift and carry are borne as burdens by weary animals.

2 They stoop, they bow down together; they could not save their images, but have themselves gone into captivity.

3 Listen to me, O house of Jacob, and all who remain of the house of Israel, who have been carried by me from your birth, and lifted up from the womb:

4 Even when you are old I will be the same; and even when your hair is white with age I will carry you: I have made you, and I will bear you; I will carry you, and will save you.

5 ¶ To whom will you liken me, and make me equal to? To whom can you compare me, and say that we are alike?

6 Men pour gold from a bag, weigh silver in the balance, and hire a goldsmith to make a god of it: then they fall down, yea, they worship it.

7 They lift it upon their shoulders, and carry it, then they set it down in its place, where it stands; never moving from its place: yea, when you call to it, it cannot answer, or save you from trouble.

8 Remember this, and be convicted like men: take it to heart, O you transgressors.

9 Remember the former things that happened long ago: and realize that I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is none like me,

10 Telling from the beginning what the outcome will be, and what will happen long before it takes place, saying, What I plan will be carried out, and I will accomplish my purpose:

11 Calling a bird of prey from the east, and the man who will carry out my plan from a far country: yes, I have said it, and I will bring it to pass; I have planned it, and I will do it.

12 Listen to me, you stiff-hearted, who are far from righteousness:

13 My righteousness is near, and not far away, and my salvation will not be delayed: for I will provide salvation in Zion for Israel my glory.