Yes, weep and grieve until the Spirit is poureddown on us from aboveAnd the badlands desert grows cropsand the fertile fields become forests.Justice will move into the badlands desert.Right will build a home in the fertile field.And where there’s Right, there’ll be Peaceand the progeny of Right: quiet lives and endless trust.My people will live in a peaceful neighborhood—in safe houses, in quiet gardens.The forest of your pride will be clear-cut,the city showing off your power leveled.But you will enjoy a blessed life,planting well-watered fields and gardens,with your farm animals grazing freely.