11 And I will make all my mountains into a road, and my paths will be exalted.
12 Behold, some will come from far away, and behold, others from the north and from the sea, and still others from the land of the south.
13 Give praise, O heavens! And exult, O earth! Let the mountains give praise with jubilation! For the Lord has consoled his people, and he will take pity on his poor ones.
14 And Zion said: "The Lord has abandoned me, and the Lord has forgotten me."
15 Can a woman forget her infant, so as not to take pity on the child of her womb? But even if she would forget, still I shall never forget you.
16 Behold, I have engraved you on my hands. Your walls are always before my eyes.
17 Your builders have arrived. Those who would tear you down and destroy you, they will depart from you.