"Sing, O barren woman,

  you who never bore a child;

burst into song, shout for joy,

  you who were never in labor;

because more are the children of the desolate woman

  than of her who has a husband," says the Lord.

"Enlarge the place of your tent,

  stretch your curtains wide,

     do not hold back;

lengthen your cords,

  strengthen your stakes.

For you will spread out to the right and to the left;

  your decendants will dispossess nations

     and settle in their desolate cities."

"I will build you with stones of turquoise,

  your foundations with sapphires.

I will make your battlements of rubies,

  your gates of sparkling jewels,

     and all your walls of precious stones.

All your sons will be taught by the Lord,

  and great will be your children's peace."

                       Isaiah 54:1-3, 11-13