^{9 Ref} Framers of a graven image `are' all of them emptiness, And their desirable things do not profit, And their own witnesses they `are', They see not, nor know, that they may be ashamed.

^{10 Ref} Who hath formed a god, And a molten image poured out -- not profitable?

^{11 Ref} Lo, all his companions are ashamed, As to artizans -- they `are' of men, All of them gather together, they stand up, They fear, they are ashamed together.