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13 Weep because of what has happened to my people's land.
    Only thorn bushes and weeds grow there.
Weep because there are no longer any happy homes.
    There are no more parties in the city.
14 Nobody will remain in the king's great palace.
    The city that is now full of people will be empty.
The city's hill and its strong buildings
    will become heaps of stones for ever.
Wild donkeys will play in those places,
    and sheep will find grass to eat.
15 It will be like that until God pours a new spirit on us from heaven.
Then, deserts will become fields of fruit trees.
    And fields of fruit trees will seem like forests.

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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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