Psalms 115:3-8
Psalms 115:3-8 MSG
Our God is in heaven doing whatever he wants to do. Their gods are metal and wood, handmade in a basement shop: Carved mouths that can’t talk, painted eyes that can’t see, Tin ears that can’t hear, molded noses that can’t smell, Hands that can’t grasp, feet that can’t walk or run, throats that never utter a sound. Those who make them have become just like them, have become just like the gods they trust.
ئاپی کتێبی پیرۆز
ئاپی کتێبی پیرۆزی تایبەت بە منداڵان
