Isaiah 46
Babylon’s Idols And The True God
Their images are consigned to the beasts and the cattle.
The things that you carry are burdensome,
A load for the weary beast.
They could not rescue the burden,
But have themselves gone into captivity.
And all the remnant of the house of Israel,
You who have been borne by Me from birth
And have been carried from the womb;
And even to your graying years I will bear you!
I have done it, and I will carry you;
And I will bear you and I will deliver you.
And make Me equal and compare Me,
That we would be alike?
And weigh silver on the scale
Hire a goldsmith, and he makes it into a god;
They bow down, indeed they worship it.
They set it in its place and it stands there.
It does not move from its place.
Though one may cry to it, it cannot answer;
It cannot deliver him from his distress.
Recall it to mind, you transgressors.
For I am God, and there is no other;
I am God, and there is no one like Me,
And from ancient times things which have not been done,
Saying, ‘My purpose will be established,
And I will accomplish all My good pleasure’;
The man of My purpose from a far country.
Truly I have spoken; truly I will bring it to pass.
I have planned it, surely I will do it.
Who are far from righteousness.
And My salvation will not delay.
And I will grant salvation in Zion,
And My glory for Israel.