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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 lament for the teats, 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 Because the palaces shall be forsaken, the multitude of the city shall be left; the forts and towers 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 be a fruitful field, and the fruitful field be counted for a forest.

16 Then judgment shall dwell in the wilderness, and righteousness remain in the fruitful field.

17 And the work of righteousness shall be peace, and the effect of righteousness, quietness and assurance for ever.

18 And my people shall dwell in a peaceable habitation, and in sure dwellings and in quiet resting places

19 when it shall hail, coming down on the forest; and the city shall be low in a low place.

20 Blessed are ye that sow beside all waters, that send forth thither the feet of the ox and the ass.

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