World English Bible
"They will not look to the altars, the work of their hands; neither shall they respect that which their fingers have made, either the Asherim, or the incense altars."
— Isaiah 17:8, World English Bible
“And he shall not look to the altars, the work of his hands, neither shall respect that which his fingers have made, either the groves, or the images.”
“And they shall not look to the altars, the work of their hands; neither shall they have respect to that which their fingers have made, either the Asherim, or the sun-images. ”
“They will no longer trust in the altars their hands made, or depend on the Asherah poles and incense altars their fingers made.”
“And he shall not look to the altars which his hands made; and he shall not have respect to the things that his fingers wrought, such as groves and temples.”
“He will not be looking to the altars, the work of his hands, or to the wood pillars or to the sun-images which his fingers have made.”
“And he shall not look to the altars, the work of his hands, neither shall respect that which his fingers have made, either the groves, or the images.”
It will be like when the harvester gathers the wheat, and his arm reaps the grain. Yes, it will be like when one gleans grain in the valley of Rephaim.
Yet gleanings will be left there, like the shaking of an olive tree, two or three olives in the top of the uppermost bough, four or five in the outermost branches of a fruitful tree," says Yahweh, the God of Israel.
In that day, people will look to their Maker, and their eyes will have respect for the Holy One of Israel.
They will not look to the altars, the work of their hands; neither shall they respect that which their fingers have made, either the Asherim, or the incense altars.
In that day, their strong cities will be like the forsaken places in the woods and on the mountain top, which were forsaken from before the children of Israel; and it will be a desolation.
For you have forgotten the God of your salvation, and have not remembered the rock of your strength. Therefore you plant pleasant plants, and set out foreign seedlings.
In the day of your planting, you hedge it in. In the morning, you make your seed blossom, but the harvest flees away in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.