The sea is his, and he made it; And his hands formed the dry land.
Behold, ye are of nothing, and your work is of nought; an abomination is he that chooseth you.
They that fashion a graven image are all of them vanity; and the things that they delight in shall not profit; and their own witnesses see not, nor know: that they may be put to shame.
and the prophets shall become wind, and the word is not in them: thus shall it be done unto them.
For the customs of the peoples are vanity; for one cutteth a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman with the axe.