Isaiah 46:3-13 ▼

3 Hear me, O house of Jacob, all the remnant of the house of Israel, My burden from the womb, whom I have carried since birth.

4 Even to your old age I am he, even when your hair is gray I will carry you; I have done this, and I will lift you up, I will carry you to safety.

5 To whom would you liken me as an equal, compare me, as though we were alike?

6 There are those who pour out gold from a purse and weigh out silver on the scales; They hire a goldsmith to make it into a god before 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:

13 I am bringing on that victory, it is not far off, my salvation shall not tarry; I will put salvation within Zion, give to Israel my glory.