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12 Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields,
    for the fruitful vine,
13 for the land of my people
    in which thorns and briers shall come up,
yes, for all the joyful houses
    and 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.

The Peace of God’s Reign

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 habitation
    and in secure dwellings
    and in quiet resting places;
19 and it shall hail when the forest comes down,
    and the city shall be utterly laid low.
20 How blessed are you
    who sow beside all waters,
    who send out freely the ox and the donkey.

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12 They shall smite upon the breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine. 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; [a]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 esteemed as a forest.

16 Then justice 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 safe 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. 20 Blessed are ye that sow beside all waters, that send forth the feet of the ox and the ass.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 32:14 Or, Ophel