²⁰ In that day doth man cast his idols of silver, And his idols of gold, That they have made for him to worship, To moles, and to bats,

²² And ye have defiled the covering of Thy graven images of silver, And the ephod of thy molten image of gold, Thou scatterest them as a sickening thing, `Go out,' thou sayest to it.

⁷ For in that day despise doth each His idols of silver, and his idols of gold, That your hands made to you -- a sin.

¹⁹ and the stork, the heron after its kind, and the lapwing, and the bat.

¹ Bowed down hath Bel, stooping is Nebo, Their idols have been for the beast and for cattle, Your burdens are loaded, a burden to the weary.

⁶ -- They are pouring out gold from a bag, And silver on the beam they weigh, They hire a refiner, and he maketh it a god, They fall down, yea, they bow themselves.

⁸ O Ephraim, what to Me any more with idols? I -- I afflicted, and I cause him to sing: `I `am' as a green fir-tree,' From Me is thy fruit found.

⁷ But what things were to me gains, these I have counted, because of the Christ, loss;

⁸ yes, indeed, and I count all things to be loss, because of the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord, because of whom of the all things I suffered loss, and do count them to be refuse, that Christ I may gain, and be found in him,