<p class="poetry">Hammered-out silver is brought from Tarshish<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">and gold is brought from Uphaz<n id="2" /> to cover those idols.<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">They are the handiwork of carpenters and goldsmiths.<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">They are clothed in blue and purple clothes.<n id="5" />p> <p class="poetry">They are all made by skillful workers.<n id="6" />p>

<p class="poetry">All these idolaters<n id="1" /> will prove to be stupid and ignorant.p> <p class="poetry">Every goldsmith will be disgraced by the idol he made.p> <p class="poetry">For the image he forges is merely a sham.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">There is no breath in any of those idols.<n id="3" />p>