Isaiah 32:13
Berean Standard Bible
and for the land of my people, overgrown with thorns and briers— even for every house of merriment in this city of revelry.
Context
11Shudder, you ladies of leisure;
tremble, you daughters of complacency.
Strip yourselves bare
and put sackcloth around your waists. 12Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields,
for the fruitful vines, 13and for the land of my people,
overgrown with thorns and briers—
even for every house of merriment
in this city of revelry. 14For 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— 15until 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.
English text: Berean Standard Bible (BSB). English audio: Berean Standard Audio Bible.