Then Avraham fell on his face, and laughed, and said in his heart, *Will a child be born to him who is one hundred years old? Will Sarah, who is ninety years old, give birth?*
Then shall you say in your heart, Who has conceived these for me, seeing I have been bereaved of my children, and am solitary, an exile, and wandering back and forth? and who has brought up these? Behold, I was left alone; these, where were they?
Sing, barren, you who didn't bear; break forth into singing, and cry aloud, you who did not travail with child: for more are the children of the desolate than the children of the married wife, says the LORD.