LITV(i)
17 Your sons hurry; those destroying you and ruining you shall go out from you.
18 Lift up your eyes all around and see! They all gather and come to you. As I live, says Jehovah, you shall surely wear all of them as an ornament, and bind them on as a bride.
19 For your wastes and your deserted places, and your land of ruins shall even now be too narrow to live there; and they who swallow you shall be far away.
20 The sons of your bereavement shall yet say in your ears, The place is too narrow for me; come near so that I may live.
21 Then you shall say in your heart, Who has borne these to me, for I am bereaved and desolate, turned aside and an exile; who then has brought up these? Behold, I was left alone. From where do these come ?