YLT(i)
20 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.'
21 And thou hast said in thy heart: `Who hath begotten for me—these? And I bereaved and gloomy, A captive, and turned aside, And these—who hath nourished? Lo, I—I was left by myself, these—whence are they?
22 Thus said the Lord Jehovah: `Lo, I lift up unto nations My hand, And unto peoples I raise up Mine ensign, And they have brought thy sons in the bosom, And thy daughters on the shoulder are carried.