The future glory of Zion
Sing, barren woman,
you who never bore a child;
burst into song, shout for joy,
you who were never in labor;
because more are the children of the desolate woman
than of her who has a husband,"
says the Lord.
2 "Enlarge the place of your tent,
stretch your tent curtains wide,
do not hold back;
lengthen your cords,
strengthen your stakes.
3 For you will spread out to the right and to the left;
your descendants will dispossess nations
and settle in their desolate cities.
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PoetryThis is the sword in my hand. This is the sword I wield. This is the weapon that kills the monsters lurking in the darkness, the demons basking unashamedly in the sun, the giants that roam the mountains and terrorize the valleys, the dragons that br...
