Isaiah 32:13
13Weep for my people''s gardens and farms that grow nothing but thistles and thornbushes. Cry tears, real tears, for the happy homes no longer happy, the merry city no longer merry.
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13Weep for my people''s gardens and farms that grow nothing but thistles and thornbushes. Cry tears, real tears, for the happy homes no longer happy, the merry city no longer merry.
Isaiah 32 is a hinge chapter, swinging from present judgment to future hope. The prophet contrasts the coming righteous king with the current foolish leaders who have led Israel astray. A promise of a Spirit-poured-out revival follows, transforming the wilderness into a fruitful
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