8 Who are these that fly along like clouds,

Like doves to their dovecotes?*

 9 For in me the islands will hope;+

The ships of Tarʹshish are in the lead,*

To bring your sons from far away,+

Along with their silver and their gold,

To the name of Jehovah your God and to the Holy One of Israel,

For he will glorify* you.+

10 I will bring them back from the land of Egypt

And gather them from As·syrʹi·a;+

I will bring them to the land of Gilʹe·ad+ and Lebʹa·non,

And there will be no more room for them.+