Isaiah 32:13-15
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and for the land of my people,
a land overgrown with thorns and briers—
yes, mourn for all houses of merriment
and for this city of revelry.
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The fortress will be abandoned,
the noisy city deserted;
citadel and watchtower will become a wasteland forever,
the delight of donkeys, a pasture for flocks,
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till the Spirit is poured upon us from on high,
and the desert becomes a fertile field,
and the fertile field seems like a forest.