The Folly of Idolatry

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To whom then wil ye liken God? or what similitude will ye set vp vnto him?

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The workeman melteth an image, or the goldsmith beateth it out in golde, or the goldesmith maketh siluer plates.

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Doeth not the poore chuse out a tree that will not rot, for an oblation? he seeketh also vnto him a cunning workeman, to prepare an image, that shall not be moued.

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Know ye nothing? haue ye not heard it? hath it not bene tolde you from the beginning? haue ye not vnderstand it by the foundation of the earth?

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He sitteth vpon the circle of the earth, and the inhabitants thereof are as grashoppers, hee stretcheth out ye heauens, as a curtaine, and spreadeth them out, as a tent to dwell in.

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He bringeth the princes to nothing, and maketh the iudges of the earth, as vanitie,

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As though they were not plated, as though they were not sowen, as though their stocke tooke no roote in the earth: for he did euen blow vpon them, and they withered, and the whirlewinde will take them away as stubble.

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To whom nowe will ye liken me, that I should be like him, saith the Holy one?

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Lift vp your eyes on hie, and beholde who hath created these things, and bringeth out their armies by nomber, and calleth them all by names? by the greatnesse of his power and mightie strength nothing faileth.

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