BSB(i)
13 and for the land of my people, overgrown with thorns and briers—even for every house of merriment in this city of revelry.
14 For the palace will be forsaken, the busy city abandoned. The hill and the watchtower will become caves forever—the delight of wild donkeys and a pasture for flocks—
15 until the Spirit is poured out upon us from on high. Then the desert will be an orchard, and the orchard will seem like a forest.