C on la madera sobrante se hace un dios, un ídolo propio, y se postra delante de él y lo adora, y entre ruegos le dice: «Ponme a salvo, porque tú eres mi dios.»
And its remnant for a god he hath made -- For his graven image, He falleth down to it, and worshippeth, And prayeth unto it, and he saith, `Deliver me, for my god thou.'
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