1Yet now hear, O Jacob my servant;
2Thus saith the Lord that made thee,
3For I will pour water upon him that is thirsty,
4And they shall spring up as among the grass,
5One shall say, I am the Lord’s;
6Thus saith the Lord the King of Israel,
7And who, as I, shall call,
8Fear ye not, neither be afraid:
9They that make a graven image are all of them vanity;
10Who hath formed a god, or molten a graven image
11Behold, all his fellows shall be ashamed:
12The smith with the tongs both worketh in the coals,
13The carpenter stretcheth out his rule; he marketh it out with a line;
14He heweth him down cedars, and taketh the cypress and the oak,
15Then shall it be for a man to burn:
16He burneth part thereof in the fire;
17And the residue thereof he maketh a god, even his graven image:
18They have not known nor understood:
19And none considereth in his heart,
20He feedeth on ashes:
21Remember these, O Jacob
22I have blotted out, as a thick cloud, thy transgressions,
23Sing, O ye heavens; for the Lord hath done it:
24Thus saith the Lord, thy redeemer,
25That frustrateth the tokens of the liars,
26That confirmeth the word of his servant,
27That saith to the deep, Be dry,
28That saith of Cyrus, He is my shepherd,