13Let your voice be loud in song, O heavens; and be glad, O earth; make sounds of joy, O mountains, for the Lord has given comfort to his people, and will have mercy on his crushed ones.
14But Zion said, The Lord has given me up, I have gone from his memory.
15Will a woman give up the child at her breast, will she be without pity for the fruit of her body? yes, these may, but I will not let you go out of my memory.
16See, your name is marked on my hands; your walls are ever before me.
17Your builders are coming quickly; your haters and those who made you waste will go out of you.
18Let your eyes be lifted up round about, and see: they are all coming together to you. By my life, says the Lord, truly you will put them all on you as an ornament, and be clothed with them like a bride.
19For though the waste places of your land have been given to destruction, now you will not be wide enough for your people, and those who made you waste will be far away.
