8 Who are these who fly like a cloud,like doves to their shelters?
9 I’m the hope of the coastlands.Ships from Tarshish are in the leadto bring your children from afar,their silver and gold with themfor the name of the Lord your Godand for the holy one of Israel, who has glorified you.
10 Foreigners will rebuild your walls,and their kings will serve you.Though in my rage I struck you down,in my favor I have consoled you.
11 Your gates will be open continually;day and night they won’t close,to bring to you the wealth of nations,and their kings led in procession.
12 The nation and the dynastythat won’t serve you will perish;such nations will be devastated.
13 Lebanon’s glory will come upon you,cypress, elm, and pine,to glorify the site of my sanctuary,and I will honor my royal footstool.
14 The children of your tormenters will come bending low to you;all who despised you will bow down at your feet.They will call you The Lord’s City,Zion, of the holy one of Israel.