Isaiah 32:12-14

LEB(i) 12 mourning over breasts, over fields of delight, over the fruitful vine, 13 over the soil of my people. It goes up in thorns* and briers,* indeed over all of the houses of joy in the jubilant city. 14 For the palace will be forsaken, the crowded city* deserted; the hill and the watchtower will become* a cave forever, the joy of wild asses, a pasture for* flocks.