They all are gathered together, and come to thee;
Thy sons come from far,
And thy daughters are borne on the side.” (Isaiah lx. 4.)
“Who are these that fly as a cloud,
And as the doves to their cotes?” (Ibid. 8.)
“Surely the isles shall wait for Me,
And the ships of Tarshish first,
To bring thy sons from far,
Their silver and their gold with them,
For the name of the Lord thy God,