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1 For Zion's sake will I not hold my peace, and for Jerusalem's sake I will not rest, un­til the righ­teous­ness there­of go forth as bright­ness, and the sal­va­tion there­of as a lamp that bur­neth. 2 And the Gen­tiles shall see thy righ­teous­ness, and all kings thy glo­ry: and thou shalt be called by a new name, which the mouth of the LORD shall name. 3 Thou shalt also be a crown of glo­ry in the hand of the LORD, and a roy­al di­a­dem in the hand of thy God. 4 Thou shalt no more be termed For­sak­en; nei­ther shall thy land any more be termed Des­o­late: but thou shalt be called Hep­hz­ibah, and thy land Beu­lah: for the LORD de­lighteth in thee, and thy land shall be mar­ried. 5 For as a young man mar­ri­eth a vir­gin, so shall thy sons mar­ry thee: and as the bride­groom re­joiceth over the bride, so shall thy God re­joice over thee. 6 I have set watch­men upon thy walls, O Jerusalem, which shall nev­er hold their peace day nor night: ye that make men­tion of the LORD, keep not si­lence, 7 And give him no rest, till he es­tab­lish, and till he make Jerusalem a praise in the earth. 8 The LORD hath sworn by his right hand, and by the arm of his strength, Sure­ly I will no more give thy corn ­to be meat for thine en­e­mies; and the sons of the stranger shall not drink thy wine, for the which thou hast laboured: 9 But they that have gath­ered it shall eat it, and praise the LORD; and they that have brought it to­geth­er shall drink it in the courts of my ho­li­ness. 10 Go through, go through the gates; pre­pare ye the way of the peo­ple; cast up, cast up the high­way; gath­er out the stones; lift up a stan­dard for the peo­ple. 11 Be­hold, the LORD hath pro­claimed unto the end of the world, Say ye to the daugh­ter of Zion, Be­hold, thy sal­va­tion cometh; be­hold, his re­ward is with him, and his work be­fore him. 12 And they shall call them, The holy peo­ple, The re­deemed of the LORD: and thou shalt be called, Sought out, A city not for­sak­en.