Isaiah 32:11–20

11 Tremble, you women who are at ease;

Be troubled, you complacent ones;

Strip yourselves, make yourselves bare,

And gird sackcloth on your waists.

12 People shall mourn upon their breasts

For the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

13 hOn the land of my people will come up thorns and briers,

Yes, on all the happy homes in ithe joyous city;

14 jBecause the palaces will be forsaken,

The bustling city will be deserted.

The forts and towers will become lairs forever,

A joy of wild donkeys, a pasture of flocks—

15 Until kthe Spirit is poured upon us from on high,

And lthe wilderness becomes a fruitful field,

And the fruitful field is counted as a forest.

The Peace of God’s Reign

16 Then justice will dwell in the wilderness,

And righteousness remain in the fruitful field.

17 mThe work of righteousness will be peace,

And the effect of righteousness, quietness and assurance forever.

18 My people will dwell in a peaceful habitation,

In secure dwellings, and in quiet nresting places,

19 oThough hail comes down pon the forest,

And the city is brought low in humiliation.

20 Blessed are you who sow beside all waters,

Who send out freely the feet of qthe ox and the donkey.