6 There are those who pour out gold from a purseand weigh out silver on the scales;They hire a goldsmith to make it into a godbefore which they bow down in worship.
7 They lift it to their shoulders to carry;when they set it down, it stays,and does not move from the place.They cry out to it, but it cannot answer;it delivers no one from distress.
8 Remember this and be firm,take it to heart, you rebels;
9 remember the former things, those long ago:I am God, there is no other;I am God, there is none like me.
10 At the beginning I declare the outcome;from of old, things not yet done.I say that my plan shall stand,I accomplish my every desire.
11 I summon from the east a bird of prey,from a distant land, one to carry out my plan.Yes, I have spoken, I will accomplish it;I have planned it, and I will do it.
12 Listen to me, you fainthearted,far from the victory of justice: