10They do not hunger, nor thirst, Nor smite them doth mirage and sun, For He who is pitying them doth lead them, And by fountains of waters doth tend them.
11And I have made all My mountains for a way, And My highways are lifted up.
12Lo, these from afar come in, And lo, these from the north, and from the sea, And these from the land of Sinim.
13Sing, O heavens, and joy, O earth, And break forth, O mountains, with singing, For comforted hath Jehovah His people, And His afflicted ones He doth pity.
14And Zion saith, `Jehovah hath forsaken me, And my Lord hath forgotten me.`
15Forget doth a woman her suckling, The loved one -- the son of her womb? Yea, these forget -- but I -- I forget not thee.
16Lo, on the palms of the hand I have graven thee, Thy walls [are] before Me continually.
