3 For the customs of the peoples are 1adelusion;

Because bit is wood cut from the forest,

The work of the hands of a craftsman with a cutting tool.

4 “They adecorate it with silver and with gold;

They bfasten it with nails and with hammers

So that it will not totter.

5 “Like a scarecrow in a cucumber field are they,

And they acannot speak;

They must be bcarried,

Because they cannot walk!

Do not fear them,

For they ccan do no harm,

Nor can they do any good.”

6 aThere is none like You, O Lord;

You are bgreat, and great is Your name in might.

7 aWho would not fear You, O bKing of the nations?

Indeed it is Your due!

For among all the cwise men of the nations

And in all their kingdoms,

There is none like You.

8 But they are altogether astupid and foolish

In their discipline of 1delusion—2their idol is wood!

9 Beaten asilver is brought from bTarshish,

And cgold from Uphaz,

The work of a craftsman and of the hands of a goldsmith;

Violet and purple are their clothing;

They are all the dwork of skilled men.

10 But the Lord is the atrue God;

He is the bliving God and the ceverlasting King.

At His wrath the dearth quakes,

And the nations cannot eendure His indignation.