1 Bel boweth down, Nebo stoopeth; their idols are upon the beasts, and upon the cattle: the things that ye carried about are made a load, a burden to the weary 'beast'.
2 They stoop, they bow down together; they could not deliver the burden, but themselves are gone into captivity.
3 Hearken unto me, O house of Jacob, and all the remnant of the house of Israel, that have been borne 'by me' from their birth, that have been carried from the womb;
4 and even to old age I am he, and even to hoar hairs will I carry 'you'; I have made, and I will bear; yea, I will carry, and will deliver.
5 To whom will ye like me, and make me equal, and compare me, that we may be like?
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