13On the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yes, on all the houses of joy in the joyous city:
13On the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yes, on all the houses of joy in the joyous city:
10 Many days and years shall you be troubled, you careless women: for the vintage shall fail, the gathering shall not come.
11 Tremble, you women that are at ease; be troubled, you careless ones: strip you, and make you bore, and gird sackcloth on your loins.
12 They shall lament for the teats, for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.
13 On the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yes, on all the houses of joy in the joyous city:
14 Because the palaces shall be forsaken; the multitude of the city shall be left; the forts and towers shall be for dens for ever, a joy of wild asses, a pasture of flocks;
15 Until the spirit be poured on us from on high, and the wilderness be a fruitful field, and the fruitful field be counted for a forest.
32:13Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns [and] briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy [in] the joyous city:
32:13and for the land of my people, a land overgrown with thorns and briers- yes, mourn for all houses of merriment and for this city of revelry.
32:13Upon the land of my people shall thorns and briers come up: how much more upon all the houses of joy, of the city that rejoiced?
32:13Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city.
32:13Upon the land of my people shall come up thistles and briars, yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city.
32:13Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city:
32:13Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; also, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city:
32:13Thorns and briars will come up on my people's land; yes, on all the houses of joy in the joyous city.
32:13Over the ground of my people thorn — brier goeth up, Surely over all houses of joy of the exulting city,