Isaiah 32:12-16

Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine,

For the land of my people in which thorns and briars will come up; Indeed, for all the joyful houses and for the jubilant city.

For the palace has been neglected, the populated city abandoned. Hill and watch-tower have become caves forever, A delight for wild donkeys, a pasture for flocks,

Until the Spirit is poured out upon us from on high, And the wilderness becomes a fertile field, And the fertile field is considered as a forest.

Then justice will dwell in the wilderness, And righteousness will remain in the fertile field.