14 ^aBecause the palaces will be forsaken,
The bustling city will be deserted.
The forts and towers will become lairs forever,
A joy of wild donkeys, a pasture of flocks— ‡

15 Until ^athe Spirit is poured upon us from on high,
And ^bthe wilderness becomes a fruitful field,
And the fruitful field is counted as a forest. ‡

18 My people will dwell in a peaceful habitation,
In secure dwellings, and in quiet ^aresting places, ‡

19 ^aThough hail comes down ^bon the forest,
And the city is brought low in humiliation. ‡