Isaiah

54 Shout in triumph, O barren one, Who hadst not borne,—Break forth into shouts of triumph—and trill thy voice, Who hadst not travailed in birth, For more are the children of the Desolate Than the children of Her who had the husband, Saith Yahweh.

2 Enlarge the space of thy tent And the curtains of thy habitations let them spread forth, do not spare,—Lengthen thy cords, And thy tent-pins make thou fast;

3 For on the right hand and on the left shalt thou break forth,—And thy seed shall of the nations take possession, And forsaken cities shall they cause to be inhabited.

4 Do not fear for thou shalt not turn pale, Neither feel disgraced for thou shalt not be put to the blush,—For the shame of thy youth shalt thou forget, And the reproach of thy widowhood shalt thou remember no more;

5 For thy husband is thy Maker, Yahweh of hosts is his Name,—And thy redeemer the Holy One of Israel, The God of all the earth shall he be called.

6 For like a wife forsaken and grieved in spirit hath Yahweh called thee,—Even the wife of youthful days in that thou wast rejected, Saith thy God.

7 For a small moment I forsook thee,—But with abounding compassions do I embrace thee:

8 In an overflow of vexation I hid my face for a moment from thee, But with lovingkindness age-abiding have I had compassion on thee,—Saith thy Redeemer, Yahweh.

9 For the waters of Noah is this unto me,—As to which I sware that the waters of Noah should not again pass over the earth So have I sworn Not to be vexed with thee Nor to rebuke thee.

10 For the mountains may move away, And the hills may be shaken,—But my lovingkindness from thee shall not move away, And my covenant of peace shall not be shaken, Saith he who hath compassion upon thee—Yahweh.

11 O thou humbled one, storm-tossed, uncomforted,—Lo! I am about to set in antimony thy stones, And will found thee in sapphires;

12 And make rubies thy battlements, And thy gates sparkling stones,—And all thy boundaries stones of delight;

13 And all thy children shall be the instructed of Yahweh,—And great shall be the prosperity of thy children.

14 In righteousness shalt thou be established,—Be thou far from oppression—But indeed thou shalt not fear, And from crushing calamity—But indeed it shall not come nigh unto thee.

15 Lo! they would quarrel with thee—not at all from me,—Whoso hath quarrelled with thee over thee shall fall.

16 Lo! I have created the smith, who bloweth up a fire of coals, And who bringeth forth an instrument for his work,—And I have created the waster to destroy:

17 No instrument formed against thee shall prosper, And every tongue that riseth against thee in judgment shalt thou prove to be lawless,—This is the inheritance of the servants of Yahweh And their righteousness is from me, Declareth Yahweh.