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Even to old age I am he,
    and even to gray hairs I will carry you.
I have made, and I will bear.
    Yes, I will carry, and will deliver.

“To whom will you compare me, and consider my equal,
    and compare me, as if we were the same?
Some pour out gold from the bag,
    and weigh silver in the balance.
They hire a goldsmith,
    and he makes it a god.
They fall down—
    yes, they worship.

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