¹⁹ No one stops to think,
    no one has the knowledge or understanding^(A) to say,
“Half of it I used for fuel;^(B)
    I even baked bread over its coals,
    I roasted meat and I ate.
Shall I make a detestable^(C) thing from what is left?
    Shall I bow down to a block of wood?”^(D)

²⁷ They say to wood,^(A) ‘You are my father,’
    and to stone,^(B) ‘You gave me birth.’
They have turned their backs^(C) to me
    and not their faces;^(D)
yet when they are in trouble,^(E) they say,
    ‘Come and save^(F) us!’