To you, O Lord, she called;
to the Lord she cried for mercy:
What gain is there in her destruction,
in her going down to the pit?
Will the dust praise you?
Will it proclaim your faithfulness?
Hear O Lord, and be merciful to her;
O Lord, be her help.
(Would you please) turn her wailing into dancing;
(would you) remove her sackcloth and clothe her with joy,
that her heart may sing to you and not be silent.
O Lord her God, she will give you thanks forever.
I have a friend (you know who you are) who cried out to the Lord for a baby and He literally delivered one to her doorstep. It's what I'm praying for Veti and Ole-Kristian. That God would miraculously deliver a baby to their doorstep. Or find some other way to grow them a family. And we will. WILL. Give Him thanks forever.