CHAPTER XLV. THUS saith Jehovah unto his anointed, The hidden treasures shall become thy own. That thou mayest own me Lord of earth and heaven, The God of Israel thus thy name hath given. I for my chosen's sake this thing decree: I have surnamed thee, though thou knowest not me. I am the Lord, beside me is there none; I gird thee, though my name thou dost not own; That they may know, e'en from the east and west, That none beside me hath this power possessed; Who light and darkness, good and evil bringsJehovah is the author of these things. Your kindly dews, ye heavens, pour down; And justice rear her blessed flower: Have given the word. Woe unto him who dares contend with his Creator's sway, skill?" Or to the workman, "Thou hast wrought it ill?" Yea, woe, who to his father saith, "Why didst thou cause my birth?' Or to his mother, "What hast thou brought forth?" Thus saith Jehovah, Israel's Holy One, Who hath decreed the course that time shall run: About my creatures do ye knowledge claim? Do ye advise of that which I would frame ? I raised the earth, and formed the human race; Spread the wide heavens, and gave its hosts their place I called him who my righteousness displays; And will direct all his appointed ways; He shall release my sons, my holy city raise : So saith Jehovah, the Almighty Lord. Thus saith Jehovah, The merchandise of Cush, and Egypt's gold, To thee shall they come over; Yea, they shall follow thee, they shall be thine: They shall address thee thus, in suppliant guise, Verily thou thy counsels hast concealed, His enemies are all ashamed, they blush at their delusion; And those who wrought their images retire in wild confusion. But Israel, his redeemed one, Jehovah's self hath claimed; Through all the ages yet to come he shall not be ashamed. Thus saith the Lord, that called the heavens forth, Assemble ye; yea, all of ye draw near Who are escaped from among the nations: How blind are those who wooden idols rear, Conduct them near, and publish it abroad; Look unto me, and be ye saved now, O ye inhabitants of distant lands; For I am God, no other I allow; I by myself have sworn-my counsel stands. My mouth hath said—and true is the decree, And say, "In God is righteousness and strength;" God is the boast and glory of his race. CHAPTER XLVI. Lo, Baal boweth, Nebo croucheth down; Yet now, O house of Jacob, hearken ye, Το Nor from your hoary hairs my help will sever; You I have made, you my support shall claim, I will sustain you, and I will deliver. Can ye my equal or my like unfold ? Wherein can my resemblance be displayed? Forth from the bag they freely lavish gold, And in the balance is their silver weighed ; Soon by the workman's hand their god is made; Prostrate they fall, and supplicate his aid. |