²⁰ Sättigt euch nun an meinem Tisch von Rossen und Reitern, von Starken und allerlei Kriegsleuten, spricht der HERR HERR.

¹⁷ Every man is become brutish [and is] without knowledge; every goldsmith is disappointed by his image; for his molten image is falsehood, and there is no breath in them.