Isaiah 46:1–9

⁴⁶Bel bows down; Nebo stoops;

their idols are on beasts and cattle;

these things you carry are loaded

as burdens on weary animals.^*

²They stoop; they bow down together;

they cannot save the burden

but themselves go into captivity.^*

³Listen to me, O house of Jacob,

all the remnant of the house of Israel,

who have been borne by me from your birth,

carried from the womb;^*

⁴even to your old age I am he;

even when you turn gray I will carry you.

I have made, and I will bear;

I will carry and will save.^*

⁵To whom will you liken me and make me equal

and compare me, as though we were alike?^*

⁶Those who lavish gold from the purse

and weigh out silver in the scales—

they hire a goldsmith, who makes it into a god;

then they fall down and worship!^*

⁷They lift it to their shoulders; they carry it;

they set it in its place, and it stands there;

it cannot move from its place.

If one cries out to it, it does not answer

or save anyone from trouble.^*

⁸Remember this and consider;ⁿ

recall it to mind, you transgressors;^*

⁹remember the former things of old,

for I am God, and there is no other;

I am God, and there is no one like me,^*