NET Bible
"Mourn over the land of my people, which is overgrown with thorns and briers, and over all the once-happy houses in the city filled with revelry."
— Isaiah 32:13, NET Bible
“Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city:”
“Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city. ”
“Thorns and briars will come up on my people's land; yes, on all the houses of joy in the joyous city.”
“Upon the land of my people shall thorns and briers come up: how much more upon all the houses of joy, of the city that rejoiced?”
“And for the land of my people, where thorns will come up; even for all the houses of joy in the glad town.”
“Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city:”
In a year’s time you carefree ones will shake with fear, for the grape harvest will fail, and the fruit harvest will not arrive.
Tremble, you complacent ones! Shake with fear, you carefree ones! Strip off your clothes and expose yourselves– put sackcloth on your waist!
Mourn over the field, over the delightful fields and the fruitful vine!
Mourn over the land of my people, which is overgrown with thorns and briers, and over all the once-happy houses in the city filled with revelry.
For the fortress is neglected; the once-crowded city is abandoned. Hill and watchtower are permanently uninhabited. Wild donkeys love to go there, and flocks graze there.
This desolation will continue until new life is poured out on us from heaven. Then the wilderness will become an orchard and the orchard will be considered a forest.
Justice will settle down in the wilderness and fairness will live in the orchard.