^{13 Ref} Sing, O heavens, and joy, O earth, And break forth, O mountains, with singing, For comforted hath Jehovah His people, And His afflicted ones He doth pity.

^{14 Ref} And Zion saith, `Jehovah hath forsaken me, And my Lord hath forgotten me.'

^{15 Ref} Forget doth a woman her suckling, The loved one -- the son of her womb? Yea, these forget -- but I -- I forget not thee.

^{16 Ref} Lo, on the palms of the hand I have graven thee, Thy walls `are' before Me continually.