Across 13 verses, idols carried as burdens by weary animals stand against a God who carries his people from birth to old age.
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Lyrics
Bel bows down Nebo stoops Their idols are on the beasts and the cattle The things that you carry are made a load
For the weary and heavy laden But I have made and I will bear Yes I will carry and will deliver you
Hearken to me O house of Jacob And all the remnant of the house of Israel Which have been borne by me from the belly Which have been carried from the womb
Even to your old age I am he And even to gray hairs will I carry you I have made and I will bear
Yes I will carry and will deliver you To whom will you liken me and make me equal And compare me that we may be like
Some lavish gold out of the bag And weigh silver in the balance They hire a goldsmith and he makes it a god
They fall down yes they worship They bear it on the shoulder They carry it and set it in its place
And it stands from its place it shall not move Yes one shall cry unto it yet it cannot answer Nor save him out of his trouble
Remember this and show yourselves men Bring it again to mind O you transgressors
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Isaiah 46 sung by Psalm Selah. The whole Bible, one chapter at a time.