1Bel’s bowing down, Nebo’s slouching, their idols are riding on the beasts, and the whips are heavy, no cap; they’re a whole vibe for the tired animals.

2They’re all bent over, bowing together; can’t even handle the load, and they’re just stuck in captivity, fr.

3Yo, listen up, house of Jacob, and all the remnant of Israel, I got you since the womb, carrying you like a boss.

4Even when you’re old, I’m still here; even with gray hairs, I got your back: I made you, I’ll carry you, and I’ll deliver you, periodt.

5Who you tryna compare me to? Like, what’s the vibe? Ain’t no one like me, fr.

6They flex gold from the bag, weigh silver, hire a goldsmith, and make it a god; then they just worship it, sus.

7They carry him on their shoulders, set him up, and he just stands there; can’t move or answer when they call, savage.

8Remember this, and step up, fam: think about it again, you transgressors.

9Don’t forget the old school stuff: I’m God, and there’s no one else; I’m God, and no one compares, fr.

10I’m calling shots from the start to the finish, dropping truth from way back; my plans are solid, and I’ll do what I want.

11Calling a hungry bird from the east, the dude who’s executing my plans from far away: I said it, I’m making it happen; I’m all in on this.

12Listen up, you tough-hearted folks, far from what’s right:

13I’m bringing my righteousness close; it’s not far away, and my salvation’s on the way; I’m placing it in Zion for Israel, my glory.

1Bel boweth down, Nebo stoopeth, their idols were upon the beasts, and upon the cattle: your carriages were heavy loaden; they are a burden to the weary beast.

2They stoop, they bow down together; they could not deliver the burden, but themselves are gone into captivity.

3Hearken unto me, O house of Jacob, and all the remnant of the house of Israel, which are borne by me from the belly, which are carried from the womb:

4And even to your old age I am he; and even to hoar hairs will I carry you: I have made, and I will bear; even I will carry, and will deliver you.

5To whom will ye liken me, and make me equal, and compare me, that we may be like?

6They lavish gold out of the bag, and weigh silver in the balance, and hire a goldsmith; and he maketh it a god: they fall down, yea, they worship.

7They bear him upon the shoulder, they carry him, and set him in his place, and he standeth; from his place shall he not remove: yea, one shall cry unto him, yet can he not answer, nor save him out of his trouble.

8Remember this, and shew yourselves men: bring it again to mind, O ye transgressors.

9Remember the former things of old: for I am God, and there is none else; I am God, and there is none like me,

10Declaring the end from the beginning, and from ancient times the things that are not yet done, saying, My counsel shall stand, and I will do all my pleasure:

11Calling a ravenous bird from the east, the man that executeth my counsel from a far country: yea, I have spoken it, I will also bring it to pass; I have purposed it, I will also do it.

12Hearken unto me, ye stouthearted, that are far from righteousness:

13I bring near my righteousness; it shall not be far off, and my salvation shall not tarry: and I will place salvation in Zion for Israel my glory.