Isaiah

¹ 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 could not rescue the load, But have themselves gone into captivity.

³ 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 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 And make Me equal and compare Me, That we would be alike?

⁶ 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 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.

⁸ Cause it to return to your heart, you transgressors.

⁹ For I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is no one like Me,

¹⁰ And from ancient times things which have not been done, Saying, ‘My counsel will be established, And I will accomplish all My good pleasure’,

¹¹ The man of My counsel from a far country. Truly I have spoken; truly I will bring it to pass. I have formed it, surely I will do it.

¹² Who are far from righteousness.

¹³ And My salvation will not delay. And I will grant salvation in Zion, And My glory for Israel.