From the recording Fuel Tunes Scripture Album 3
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Bel bows down; Nebo stoops;
their idols are on beasts and livestock;
these things you carry are borne
as burdens on weary beasts.
Thay stoop; thay bau down ttogether;
thay KAN-not sayv the BUR-dn,
but them-SELVZ go in-tuh KAP-tiv-ih-tee.
LIS-n to me, O hows of JAY-kub,
all the REM-nant of the hows of IZ-ree-el,
who hav been bord by me from be-FOR your birth,
carried from the woom;
EE-vn to your OLD-ayj I am hee,
and to gray hairz I will carry you.
I hav mayd, and I will bair;
I will carry and will sayv.
To whom will you LYK-en me and mayk me equal,
and kum-PAIR me, that we may be uh-LYK?
THOZ who LAV-ish gold from the purs,
and way out SIL-vur in the skaylz,
hy-ur a GOLD-smith, and he mayks it in-tuh a god;
then thay fawl down and WUR-ship!
Thay lift it to thayr SHOUL-durz, thay carry it,
thay set it in its plays, and it stands thair;
it KAN-not moov from its plays.
If one cries to it, it duz not answer
or sayv him from his TRUB-ul.
Ree-MEM-bur this and stand firm,
ree-KAWL it to mynd, you trans-GRES-urz,
ree-MEM-bur the FORM-er things of old;
for I am God, and thair is no other;
I am God, and thair is none like me,
dee-KLAIR-ing the end from the be-GIN-ing
and from ancient tymz things not yet dun,
SAY-ing, My KOWN-sul shall stand,
and I will uh-KOM-plish all my PUR-pus,
KAWL-ing a bird of pray from the east,
the man of my KOWN-sul from a far country.
I hav SPOH-kn, and I will bring it to pas;
I hav PUR-pusd, and I will do it.
LIS-n to me, you STUB-urn of hart,
you who ar far from righteousness;
I bring neer my righteousness:
it is not far off, and my sal-VAY-shun will not dee-LAY;
I will put sal-VAY-shun in ZY-un,
for srael my GLOH-ree.
[Verse2]
Bel bows down; Nebo stoops;
their idols are on beasts and livestock;
these things you carry are borne
as burdens on weary beasts.
Thay stoop; thay bau down ttogether;
thay KAN-not sayv the BUR-dn,
but them-SELVZ go in-tuh KAP-tiv-ih-tee.
LIS-n to me, O hows of JAY-kub,
all the REM-nant of the hows of IZ-ree-el,
who hav been bord by me from be-FOR your birth,
carried from the woom;
EE-vn to your OLD-ayj I am hee,
and to gray hairz I will carry you.
I hav mayd, and I will bair;
I will carry and will sayv.
To whom will you LYK-en me and mayk me equal,
and kum-PAIR me, that we may be uh-LYK?
THOZ who LAV-ish gold from the purs,
and way out SIL-vur in the skaylz,
hy-ur a GOLD-smith, and he mayks it in-tuh a god;
then thay fawl down and WUR-ship!
Thay lift it to thayr SHOUL-durz, thay carry it,
thay set it in its plays, and it stands thair;
it KAN-not moov from its plays.
If one cries to it, it duz not answer
or sayv him from his TRUB-ul.
Ree-MEM-bur this and stand firm,
ree-KAWL it to mynd, you trans-GRES-urz,
ree-MEM-bur the FORM-er things of old;
for I am God, and thair is no other;
I am God, and thair is none like me,
dee-KLAIR-ing the end from the be-GIN-ing
and from ancient tymz things not yet dun,
SAY-ing, My KOWN-sul shall stand,
and I will uh-KOM-plish all my PUR-pus,
KAWL-ing a bird of pray from the east,
the man of my KOWN-sul from a far country.
I hav SPOH-kn, and I will bring it to pas;
I hav PUR-pusd, and I will do it.
LIS-n to me, you STUB-urn of hart,
you who ar far from righteousness;
I bring neer my righteousness:
it is not far off, and my sal-VAY-shun will not dee-LAY;
I will put sal-VAY-shun in ZY-un,
for srael my GLOH-ree.