Isaiah 49:13–20

13 Shout for joy,o you heavens;

rejoice, you earth;p

burst into song, you mountains!q

For the Lord comfortsr his people

and will have compassions on his afflicted ones.t

14 But Zionu said, “The Lord has forsakenv me,

the Lord has forgotten me.”

15 “Can a mother forget the baby at her breast

and have no compassion on the childw she has borne?

Though she may forget,

I will not forget you!x

16 See, I have engravedy you on the palms of my hands;

your wallsz are ever before me.

17 Your children hasten back,

and those who laid you wastea depart from you.

18 Lift up your eyes and look around;

all your children gatherb and come to you.

As surely as I live,c” declares the Lord,

“you will weard them all as ornaments;

you will put them on, like a bride.

19 “Though you were ruined and made desolatee

and your land laid waste,f

now you will be too small for your people,g

and those who devouredh you will be far away.

20 The children born during your bereavement

will yet say in your hearing,

‘This place is too small for us;

give us more space to live in.’i