Isaiah 54
11 Ref O afflicted, storm-tossed, not comforted, Lo, I am laying with cement thy stones, And have founded thee with sapphires,
12 And have made of agate thy pinnacles, And thy gates of carbuncle stones, And all thy border of stones of delight,
13 Ref And all thy sons are taught of Jehovah, And abundant `is' the peace of thy sons.