1 Bel bows down, Nebo stoops,their idols are appointed to the beasts and the cattle.The things that you carry are burdensome;they are a burden to the weary beast.
2 They stoop, they bow down together;they could not deliver the burden,but themselves have gone into captivity.
3 Listen to Me, O house of Jacob,and all the remnant of the house of Israel,who are borne by Me from birthand are carried from the womb:
4 And even to your old age I am He,and even to your graying years I will carry you;I have done it, and I will bear you;even I will carry, and will deliver you.
5 To whom will you liken Me, and make Me equal,and compare Me that we may be alike?
6 They lavish gold out of the bag,and weigh silver on the scales;they hire a goldsmith, and he makes it a god;they fall down and worship it.