6 Those who pour out gold from a bagand weigh silver with a balancehire a metalworker; then he makes a god.They bow down; they worship;
7 they carry the idol on their shoulders and support it;they set it down, and it stands still,unable to move from its place.If one cries out to it, it doesn’t answer.It can’t save people from their distress.
8 Remember this and take courage;take it to heart, you rebels.
9 Remember the prior things—from long ago;I am God, and there’s no other.I am God! There’s none like me,
10 who tells the end at the beginning,from ancient times things not yet done,saying, "My plan will stand;all that I decide I will do,"
11 I call a bird of prey from the east,a man from a distant land for my plan.As surely as I have spoken, I’ll make it happen;I have planned, and yes, I’ll do it.
12 Listen to me, you bullheaded peoplewho are far from victory: