Kings shall be your guardians, their princesses your nursemaids; Face to the ground, they shall bow down before you and lick the dust at your feet. Then you shall know that I am the Lord, none who hope in me shall be ashamed.
The children of your oppressors shall come, bowing before you; All those who despised you, shall bow low at your feet. They shall call you “City of the Lord,” “Zion of the Holy One of Israel.”