15
Will a woman forget her child, so as not to have compassion upon the offspring of her womb? but if a woman should even forget these, yet I will not forget thee, saith the Lord.
16
Behold, I have painted thy walls on my hands, and thou art continually before me.
17
And thou shalt soon be built by those by whom thou were destroyed, and they that made thee desolate shall go forth of thee.
18
Lift up thine eyes round about, and look on them all; behold, they are gathered together, and are come to thee. I live, saith the Lord, thou shalt clothe thyself with them all as with an ornament, and put them on as a bride her attire.
19
For thy desert and marred and ruined shall now be too narrow by reason of the inhabitants, and they that devoured thee shall be removed far from thee.
The Brenton translation of the Septuagint is in the public domain.