The idols of the nations are silver and gold, The work of men’s hands.

外邦的偶像是金的，银的，是人手所造的；

外邦的偶像是金的，是银的，是人手所造的，

外邦的偶像是金的，是银的，是人手所造的，

外族人的神像是人用金银造的。

列国的偶像是金的银的，是人手所做的。

列国的偶像是银的、金的，是人手所做的：

外邦的偶像是金的，銀的，是人手所造的；

外邦的偶像是金的，是銀的，是人手所造的，

外邦的偶像是金的，是銀的，是人手所造的，

外族人的神像是人用金銀造的。

列國的偶像是金的銀的，是人手所做的。

列國的偶像是銀的、金的，是人的手造的。

列國的偶像是銀的、金的，是人手所造的：

異邦偶像、乃銀乃金、人手所造、

異邦之偶像、金銀而已、人手所雕作兮。

列國之偶像、或金或銀、為人手所造、

異邦之偶像。乃為金銀器。明明是死物。人工之所鑄。

The idols of the nations are silver and gold, made by human hands.

The statues of the nations’ gods are made out of silver and gold. They are made by human hands.

The idols of the nations are silver and gold, the work of human hands.

The idols of the nations are merely things of silver and gold, shaped by human hands.

The idols of the nations are of silver and gold, made by human hands.

The idols of the nations are nothing but silver and gold, The work of human hands.

The idols of the nations are silver and gold, The work of men’s hands.

The idols of the nations are of silver and gold, made by human hands.

The idols of the heathen[ are] silver and gold, the work of men’s hands.

The nations’ idols are made of silver and gold, they are man-made.

The idols of the nations are silver and gold, the work of men’s hands.

Their idols are silver and gold, The work of men’s hands.They have mouths, but they do not speak; Eyes they have, but they do not see;They have ears, but they do not hear; Noses they have, but they do not smell;They have hands, but they do not handle; Feet they have, but they do not walk; Nor do they mutter through their throat.Those who make them are like them; So is everyone who trusts in them.

For the customs of the peoples are futile; For one cuts a tree from the forest, The work of the hands of the workman, with the ax.They decorate it with silver and gold; They fasten it with nails and hammers So that it will not topple.They are upright, like a palm tree, And they cannot speak; They must be carried, Because they cannot go by themselves. Do not be afraid of them, For they cannot do evil, Nor can they do any good.”Inasmuch as there is none like You, O Lord( You are great, and Your name is great in might),Who would not fear You, O King of the nations? For this is Your rightful due. For among all the wise men of the nations, And in all their kingdoms, There is none like You.But they are altogether dull-hearted and foolish; A wooden idol is a worthless doctrine.Silver is beaten into plates; It is brought from Tarshish, And gold from Uphaz, The work of the craftsman And of the hands of the metalsmith; Blue and purple are their clothing; They are all the work of skillful men.But the Lord is the true God; He is the living God and the everlasting King. At His wrath the earth will tremble, And the nations will not be able to endure His indignation.Thus you shall say to them:“ The gods that have not made the heavens and the earth shall perish from the earth and from under these heavens.”

and have cast their gods into the fire; for they were not gods, but the work of men’s hands— wood and stone. Therefore they destroyed them.

“ What profit is the image, that its maker should carve it, The molded image, a teacher of lies, That the maker of its mold should trust in it, To make mute idols?Woe to him who says to wood,‘ Awake!’ To silent stone,‘ Arise! It shall teach!’ Behold, it is overlaid with gold and silver, Yet in it there is no breath at all.

And there you will serve gods, the work of men’s hands, wood and stone, which neither see nor hear nor eat nor smell.

They lavish gold out of the bag, And weigh silver on the scales; They hire a goldsmith, and he makes it a god; They prostrate themselves, yes, they worship.They bear it on the shoulder, they carry it And set it in its place, and it stands; From its place it shall not move. Though one cries out to it, yet it cannot answer Nor save him out of his trouble.

Therefore, since we are the offspring of God, we ought not to think that the Divine Nature is like gold or silver or stone, something shaped by art and man’s devising.

The workman molds an image, The goldsmith overspreads it with gold, And the silversmith casts silver chains.Whoever is too impoverished for such a contribution Chooses a tree that will not rot; He seeks for himself a skillful workman To prepare a carved image that will not totter.

Those who make an image, all of them are useless, And their precious things shall not profit; They are their own witnesses; They neither see nor know, that they may be ashamed.Who would form a god or mold an image That profits him nothing?Surely all his companions would be ashamed; And the workmen, they are mere men. Let them all be gathered together, Let them stand up; Yet they shall fear, They shall be ashamed together.The blacksmith with the tongs works one in the coals, Fashions it with hammers, And works it with the strength of his arms. Even so, he is hungry, and his strength fails; He drinks no water and is faint.The craftsman stretches out his rule, He marks one out with chalk; He fashions it with a plane, He marks it out with the compass, And makes it like the figure of a man, According to the beauty of a man, that it may remain in the house.He cuts down cedars for himself, And takes the cypress and the oak; He secures it for himself among the trees of the forest. He plants a pine, and the rain nourishes it.Then it shall be for a man to burn, For he will take some of it and warm himself; Yes, he kindles it and bakes bread; Indeed he makes a god and worships it; He makes it a carved image, and falls down to it.He burns half of it in the fire; With this half he eats meat; He roasts a roast, and is satisfied. He even warms himself and says,“ Ah! I am warm, I have seen the fire.”And the rest of it he makes into a god, His carved image. He falls down before it and worships it, Prays to it and says,“ Deliver me, for you are my god!”They do not know nor understand; For He has shut their eyes, so that they cannot see, And their hearts, so that they cannot understand.And no one considers in his heart, Nor is there knowledge nor understanding to say,“ I have burned half of it in the fire, Yes, I have also baked bread on its coals; I have roasted meat and eaten it; And shall I make the rest of it an abomination? Shall I fall down before a block of wood?”He feeds on ashes; A deceived heart has turned him aside; And he cannot deliver his soul, Nor say,“ Is there not a lie in my right hand?”