NASB
"As the pregnant woman approaches the time to give birth, She writhes and cries out in her labor pains, Thus were we before You, O LORD."
— Isaiah 26:17, NASB
“Like as a woman with child, that draweth near the time of her delivery, is in pain, and crieth out in her pangs; so have we been in thy sight, O Lord.”
“Like as a woman with child, that draweth near the time of her delivery, is in pain and crieth out in her pangs; so we have been before thee, O Jehovah. ”
“Like as a woman with child, who draws near the time of her delivery, is in pain and cries out in her pangs; so we have been before you, Yahweh.”
“As when a pregnant woman gets ready to deliver and strains and cries out because of her labor pains, so were we because of you, O LORD.”
“As a woman with child, when she draweth near the time of her delivery, is in pain, and crieth out in her pangs: so are we become in thy presence, O Lord.”
“As a woman with child, whose time is near, is troubled, crying out in her pain; so have we been before you, O Lord.”
“Like as a woman with child, that draweth near the time of her delivery, is in pain, and crieth out in her pangs; so have we been in thy sight, O Lord.”
The dead will not live, the departed spirits will not rise; Therefore You have punished and destroyed them, And You have wiped out all remembrance of them.
You have increased the nation, O LORD, You have increased the nation, You are glorified; You have extended all the borders of the land.
O LORD, they sought You in distress; They could only whisper a prayer, Your chastening was upon them.
As the pregnant woman approaches the time to give birth, She writhes and cries out in her labor pains, Thus were we before You, O LORD.
We were pregnant, we writhed in labor, We gave birth, as it seems, only to wind. We could not accomplish deliverance for the earth, Nor were inhabitants of the world born.
Your dead will live; Their corpses will rise. You who lie in the dust, awake and shout for joy, For your dew is as the dew of the dawn, And the earth will give birth to the departed spirits.
Come, my people, enter into your rooms And close your doors behind you; Hide for a little while Until indignation runs its course.