Isaiah 32:13-18

13and for the land of my people, a land overgrown with thorns and briers— yes, mourn for all houses of merriment and for this city of revelry.

14The fortress will be abandoned, the noisy city deserted; citadel and watchtower will become a wasteland forever, the delight of donkeys, a pasture for flocks,

15till the Spirit is poured on us from on high, and the desert becomes a fertile field, and the fertile field seems like a forest.

16The LORD ’s justice will dwell in the desert, his righteousness live in the fertile field.

17The fruit of that righteousness will be peace; its effect will be quietness and confidence forever.

18My people will live in peaceful dwelling places, in secure homes, in undisturbed places of rest.