Isaiah 49:20
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The children of thy bereavement shall yet say in thine ears, The place is too strait for me; give place to me that I may dwell.
The children of thy bereavement shall yet say in thine ears, The place is too strait for me; give place to me that I may dwell.
The children to whom you gave birth in other lands will say in your ears, The place is not wide enough for me: make room for me to have a resting-place.
The children of thy bereavement shall yet say in thine ears, The place is too narrow for me: make room for me, that I may dwell.
The children of thy barrenness shall still say in thy ears: The place is too strait for me, make me room to dwell in.
The children of thy bereavement shall yet say in thine ears, The place is too strait for me: give place to me that I may dwell.
The children born during your time of mourning in exile will say, “This place is too crowded for me! Make room so I have a place to live!”
The children of your bereavement will say in your ears, ‘This place is too small for me. Give me a place to live in.’
The children of thy barennesse shall say againe in thine eares, The place is straict for mee: giue place to me that I may dwell.
The children which thou shalt have, after thou hast lost the other, shall say again in thine ears, The place is too strait for me: give place to me that I may dwell.
Again the sons of your bereavement say in your ears: The place is too narrow for me, || Come near to me—and I dwell.
The children which thou shalt have, after thou hast lost the other, shall say again in thine ears, The place is too strait for me: give place to me that I may dwell.
The generations born in exile will return and say,<br>‘We need more room! It’s crowded here!’<br>
The children which thou shalt have, after thou hast lost the other, shall say again in thy ears, The place is too narrow for me: give place to me that I may dwell.
The children of your bereavement will say in your ears, ‘This place is too small for me. Give me a place to live in.’
The children of your bereavement will say in your ears, ‘This place is too small for me. Give me a place to live in.’
The children of your bereavement will say in your ears, ‘This place is too small for me. Give me a place to live in.’
Again do the sons of thy bereavement say in thine ears: 'The place is too strait for me, Come nigh to me -- and I dwell.'