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13 Mourn for my people’s land where thorns and briars will grow.
    Mourn for all the happy homes in a joyful city.
14 Palaces will be deserted.
    Noisy cities will be abandoned.
    Fortresses and watchtowers will become permanent caves.
    They will be a delight for wild donkeys and pastures for flocks
15 until the Ruach is poured on us from on high.
    Then the wilderness will be turned into a fertile field,
    and the fertile field will be considered a forest.

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13 and for the land of my people,
    a land overgrown with thorns and briers(A)
yes, mourn(B) for all houses of merriment
    and for this city of revelry.(C)
14 The fortress(D) will be abandoned,
    the noisy city deserted;(E)
citadel and watchtower(F) will become a wasteland forever,
    the delight of donkeys,(G) a pasture for flocks,(H)
15 till the Spirit(I) is poured on us from on high,
    and the desert becomes a fertile field,(J)
    and the fertile field seems like a forest.(K)

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