4 Their idols are silver and gold,

The work of human hands.+

 5 A mouth they have, but they cannot speak;+

Eyes, but they cannot see;

19 O Jehovah, my strength and my stronghold,

My place to flee in the day of distress,+

To you the nations will come from the ends of the earth,

And they will say: “Our forefathers inherited utter falsehood,

Futility and useless things of no benefit.”+