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1Rise up, you women 2who are at ease, hear my voice; you complacent daughters, give ear to my speech.
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In little more than a year you will shudder, you complacent women; for the grape harvest fails, the fruit harvest will not come.
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Tremble, you women 3who are at ease, shudder, you complacent ones; 4strip, and make yourselves bare, 5and tie sackcloth around your waist.
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6Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine,
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7for the soil of my people growing up in thorns and briers, 8yes, for all the joyous houses in the exultant city.
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For the palace is forsaken, the populous city deserted; the hill and the watchtower will become dens forever, 9a joy of wild donkeys, a pasture of flocks;
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until 10the Spirit is poured upon us from on high, and 11the wilderness becomes a fruitful field, and the fruitful field is deemed a forest.
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Then justice will dwell in the wilderness, and righteousness abide in the fruitful field.
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12And the effect of righteousness will be peace, and the result of righteousness, quietness and trust forever.
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My people will abide in a peaceful habitation, in secure dwellings, and in quiet resting places.
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13And it will hail when the forest falls down, 14and the city will be utterly laid low.
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15Happy are you who sow beside all waters, who let the feet of the ox and the donkey range free.