12 Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields,for the fruitful vine,
13 for the land of my peoplein which thorns and briers shall come up,yes, for all the joyful housesand for the jubilant city;
14 because the palaces have been forsaken,the populated city is forsaken.The forts and towers shall be caves forever,a joy of wild donkeys, a pasture of flocks,
15 until the Spirit is poured on us from on high,and the wilderness is a fruitful field,and the fruitful field is counted as a forest.
16 Then justice shall dwell in the wilderness,and righteousness will abide in the fruitful field.
17 The work of righteousness shall be peace,and the effect of righteousness, quietness and assurance forever.
18 My people shall dwell in a peaceable habitationand in secure dwellingsand in quiet resting places;