12 Upon their breasts they shall lament for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.
13 Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; even upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city:
14 Because the palaces shall be forsaken; the noise of the city shall cease; the forts and towers shall be for dens for ever, a joy of wild asses, a pasture of flocks;
15 until the spirit is poured upon us from on high, and the wilderness is turned into a fruitful field, and the fruitful field is counted for a forest.
16 Then judgment shall dwell in the wilderness, and righteousness shall remain in the fruitful field.
17 And the work of righteousness shall be peace; and the effect of righteousness rest and security for ever.
18 And my people shall dwell in a habitation of peace and in secure dwellings and in the refreshing of rest.