8 Pour down, you heavens above,and let the clouds flow with righteousness.Let the earth open for salvation to bear fruit;let righteousness sprout as well.I, the Lord, have created these things.
9 Doom to the one who argues with the potter,as if he were just another clay pot!Does the clay say to the potter, "What are you making?"or "Your work has no handles"?
10 Doom to one who says to a father,"What have you fathered?"and to a woman,"With what are you in labor?"
11 The Lord, the holy one of Israel and its maker, says:Are you questioning me about my own children?Are you telling me what to do with the work of my hands?
12 I myself made the earth,and created humans upon it.My own hands stretched out the heavens.I commanded all their forces.
13 I have a right to awaken Cyrus;I will smooth all his paths.He will build my cityand set my exiles free,not for a price and not for a bribe,says the Lord of heavenly forces.
14 The Lord says:Egypt will grow weary, Cush will be sold,and the tall Sabeans will cross over to you.They will be yours, and after you they will go.In chains they will come;to you they will bow down.They will plead with you:"Truly God is with you;there’s no other, no other God."