11Be shaking with fear, you women who are living in comfort; be troubled, you who have no fear of danger: take off your robes and put on clothing of grief.
12Have sorrow for the fields, the pleasing fields, the fertile vine;
13And for the land of my people, where thorns will come up; even for all the houses of joy in the glad town.
14For the fair houses will have no man living in them; the town which was full of noise will become a waste; the hill and the watchtower will be unpeopled for ever, a joy for the asses of the woods, a place of food for the flocks;
15Till the spirit comes on us from on high, and the waste land becomes a fertile field, and the fertile field is changed into a wood.
16Then in the waste land there will be an upright rule, and righteousness will have its place in the fertile field.
17And the work of righteousness will be peace; and the effect of an upright rule will be to take away fear for ever.
