11Shudder, you pampered women. Tremble, you overconfident women. Take off your clothes, walk around naked, and wear sackcloth around your waists. 12Beat your breasts as you mourn for the fields, for the vines bearing grapes. 13Mourn for my people's land where thorns and briars will grow. Mourn for all the happy homes in a joyful city. 14Palaces will be deserted. Noisy cities will be abandoned. Fortresses and watchtowers will become permanent caves. They will be a delight for wild donkeys and pastures for flocks 15until the Spirit is poured on us from on high. Then the wilderness will be turned into a fertile field, and the fertile field will be considered a forest. 16Then justice will live in the wilderness, and righteousness will be at home in the fertile field. 17Then an act of righteousness will bring about peace, calm, and safety forever. 18My people will live in a peaceful place, in safe homes and quiet places of rest. 19The forest will be flattened because of hail, and the city will be completely leveled. 20Blessed are those who plant beside every stream and those who let oxen and donkeys roam freely.
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