And, in all that I have said unto thee, shalt thou take heed to thyself, - and the name of other gods, shalt thou not mention, it shall not be heard upon thy mouth.

Now, the man Micah, had a house of gods, - and he made an ephod, and teraphim, and installed one of his sons, who became his priest.

Their idols, are silver and gold, the works of the hands of men, - A mouth, have they, but they speak not, Eyes, have they, but they see not; read more. Ears, have they, but they hear not, A nose, have they, but they smell not: Their hands! but they feel not Their feet! but they walk not, No sound make they in their throat. Like unto them, shall be they who make them, Every one who trusteth in them.

So, the carver, hath encouraged, the goldsmith, he that maketh smooth with the hammer, him that smiteth the anvil, - Saying of the welding, It is, good, Then hath he fastened it with nails - it must not totter!

As for the carpenter, - He hath stretched out a line hath drawn it with a pencil, Hath made it with carving tools, With compasses, hath rounded it, - And so hath made it after the figure of a great man, After the beauty of a son of earth, that it may remain in a house!

So it serveth for a man to burn, And he hath taken of the branches and warmed himself, Also he kindleth a fire, and baketh bread, - Also he maketh a GOD, and hath bowed himself down, Hath made of it a carved image, and adored it:

They carry him about on the shoulder They bear the burden of him - and set him in his place that he may stand, - Out of his place, will he not move, - Though one even make outcry unto him, he will not answer, Out of ones trouble, he will not save him.

But, ye are they - Who forsake Yahweh Who forget my holy mountain - Who prepare, for Fortune, a table and Who fill for Destiny, mixed wine;

The children, gather wood, and The fathers, kindle the fire, and The women, knead dough, - To make sacrificial cakes to the queen of the heavens, And to pour out drink-offerings to other gods, Provoking me to anger!

With silver and with gold, he decketh it, - With nails and with hammers, they fasten them, that it may not totter. Mere palm-trunks turned, they are and cannot speak, They must needs be, carried, for they cannot take a step, Be not afraid of them, for they cannot do harm, And even to do good, is not in their power.

Silver spread into plates, from Tarshish is brought, And gold, from Uphaz, Work for the craftsman and for the hands of the smith, - Blue and purple, is their clothing, Work for the skilled, are they all.

But thou didst take thine adorning jewels Of my gold and of my silver which I had given thee, And didst make thee images of the male, - c And didst act unchastely with them; And thou didst take thine embroidered raiment, and cover them,- And mine and mine incense, didst thou set before them;

Nebuchadnezzar the king, made an image of gold, the height thereof, sixty cubits, the breadth thereof, six cubits, - he set it up in the valley of Dura, in the province of Babylon.

They, have appointed kings, but not from me, have made rulers, but I have not acknowledged them: of their silver and their gold, they made themselves idols, to the end they might be cut off.

Now, therefore they go on to sin, and have made them a Molten Thing out of their silver, after the notion of idols, the workmanship of craftsmen, all of it! Of them, are they saying - Ye sacrificers of men! The Great Calf, shall ye surely kiss!