13 Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city:
14 For the palace shall be forsaken; the populous city shall be deserted; the hill and the watch-tower shall be for dens for ever, a joy of wild asses, a pasture of flocks;
15 until the spirit be poured upon us from on high, and the wilderness become a fruitful field, and the fruitful field be counted for a forest.
16 Then judgment shall dwell in the wilderness, and righteousness shall abide in the fruitful field.
17 And the work of righteousness shall be peace; and the effect of righteousness quietness and confidence for ever.
18 And my people shall abide in a peaceable habitation, and in sure dwellings, and in quiet resting places.
19 But it shall hail, in the downfall of the forest; and the city shall be utterly laid low.