1 Bel bows down, Nebo stoops low; ¶ their idols are borne by beasts of burden. [^1] The images that are carried about are burdensome, ¶ a burden for the weary.
2 They stoop and bow down together; unable to rescue the burden, ¶ they themselves go off into captivity.
3 "Listen to me, you descendants of Jacob, ¶ all the remnant of the people of Israel, ¶ you whom I have upheld since your birth, ¶ and have carried since you were born.
4 Even to your old age and gray hairs I am he, I am he who will sustain you. ¶ I have made you and I will carry you; ¶ I will sustain you and I will rescue you.
5 "With whom will you compare me or count me equal? ¶ To whom will you liken me that we may be compared?
6 Some pour out gold from their bags and weigh out silver on the scales; ¶ they hire a goldsmith to make it into a god, ¶ and they bow down and worship it.
7 They lift it to their shoulders and carry it; they set it up in its place, and there it stands. ¶ From that spot it cannot move. ¶ Even though someone cries out to it, it cannot answer; ¶ it cannot save them from their troubles.
8 "Remember this, keep it in mind, ¶ take it to heart, you rebels.
9 Remember the former things, those of long ago; I am God, and there is no other; ¶ I am God, and there is none like me.
10 I make known the end from the beginning, from ancient times, what is still to come. ¶ I say, 'My purpose will stand, ¶ and I will do all that I please.'
11 From the east I summon a bird of prey; from a far-off land, a man to fulfill my purpose. ¶ What I have said, that I will bring about; ¶ what I have planned, that I will do.
12 Listen to me, you stubborn-hearted, you who are now far from my righteousness.
13 I am bringing my righteousness near, it is not far away; ¶ and my salvation will not be delayed. ¶ I will grant salvation to Zion, ¶ my splendor to Israel.