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Bel has bowed; Nebo stoops; their idols are for the beast, and for the cattle; your things carried are loads; a burden for the weary.

They stoop; they bow together; they are not able to deliver the burden; and their soul has gone into captivity.

Listen to me, O house of Jacob, and all the remnant of the house of Israel; who are borne from the belly, who are lifted from the womb:

Even to old age I am He; and I will bear to gray hair; I made, and I will carry; and I will bear and deliver.

To whom will you compare and make Me equal; yea, compare Me, that we may be alike?

Those who lavish gold out of the bag, and weigh silver on the measuring rod; they hire a refiner and he makes it a god. They fall down; yea, they worship.

They carry it on the shoulder; they bear it and set it in its place, and it stands; it shall not move from its place. Yes, he cries to it, but it does not answer, it does not save him from his distress.