13. Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the joyous houses 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 forever, a joy of wild donkeys, a pasture of flocks;
15. Until the spirit is poured upon us from on high, and the wilderness becomes a fruitful field, and the fruitful field is counted as a forest.
16. Then justice shall dwell in the wilderness, and righteousness remain in the fruitful field.