Idols in humiliating captivity
1Idols Bel and Nebo [1] are humiliated now.
They’re just more stuff to carry away,
Extra weight for weary pack animals.
They couldn’t carry their load and save you.
Now, they’re off to captivity like everything else. [2]
3Listen to me, descendants of Jacob,
All you people of Israel who survived.
I have carried you on my back
Since the day you were born.
4I’ll carry you when you’re old
And when your hair has turned gray.
I created you and I take care of you.
I’ll carry you all the way to safety.
Don’t compare God to idols
5Who do you think I’m like?
What do you compare me to?
And love counting their silver,
Hire a goldsmith to make a god.
Then they worship that god
Made from their own gold and silver.
7They lift it onto their shoulders.
They carry it to their homes.
Then they set it in a sacred place
Where it sits and doesn’t move.
If someone pleads for it to help.
It sits and doesn’t move.
8You sinful people, use your heads.
Consider what I just said.
9Think about what happened to you.
Don’t forget your history.
I am God, the one and only.
There is no one else like me.
10I told you what would happen.
I told you long ago.
I mean it when I say it.
When I say it I will do it.
The enemy is coming
11I’ve whistled east for a bird of prey,
A man from faraway.
I planned it and I’ll do it.
I ordered it and he’ll come.
On the losing side of a war.
13I’m coming to your rescue.
You won’t have long to wait.
I’ll save Jerusalem, [3] as well.
For Israel is my pride and joy.




