15 Will a woman forget her suckling, not to have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, these may forget, and I will not forget thee.

16 Behold, upon both palms have I engraved thee; thy walls are continually before me.

17 Thy sons make haste; thy destroyers and they that made thee waste shall go forth of thee.

18 Lift up thine eyes round about, and see; they all are gathered together, they come to thee. As I live, saith the Lord, thou shalt surely clothe thee with them all as with an ornament, and gird them on (thee) like a bride.

19 For (as for) thy ruins and thy waste places, and the land of thy destruction, surely now shalt thou be too strait for the inhabitants, and they that swallowed thee up shall be far away.

29 The sons of thy bereavement shall yet say in thine ears, The place is too strait for me: give place to me, and I will dwell.