Lambs will graze
as if in their own pastures,
and strangers will eat
among the ruins of the rich.

Therefore, as a tongue of fire consumes straw
and as dry grass shrivels in the flame,
so their roots will become like something rotten
and their blossoms will blow away like dust,
for they have rejected
the instruction of the Lord of Hosts,
and they have despised
the word of the Holy One of Israel.

You will not go to all the hills
that were once tilled with a hoe,
for fear of the thorns and briers.
Those hills will be places for oxen to graze
and for sheep to trample.

The cow and the bear will graze,
their young ones will lie down together,
and the lion will eat straw like the ox.

The waters of Nimrim are desolate;
the grass is withered, the foliage is gone,
and the vegetation has vanished.

Cross over to Tarshish;
wail, inhabitants of the coastland!

He said,
“You will not rejoice anymore,
ravished young woman, daughter of Sidon.
Get up and cross over to Cyprus—
even there you will have no rest!”

For the fortified city will be deserted,
pastures abandoned and forsaken like a wilderness.
Calves will graze there,
and there they will spread out and strip its branches.

Then He will send rain for your seed that you have sown in the ground, and the food, the produce of the ground, will be rich and plentiful. On that day your cattle will graze in open pastures.

the parched ground will become a pool of water,
and the thirsty land springs of water.
In the haunt of jackals, in their lairs,
there will be grass, reeds, and papyrus.

Their inhabitants have become powerless,
dismayed, and ashamed.
They are plants of the field,
tender grass,
grass on the rooftops,
blasted by the east wind.

A voice was saying, “Cry out!”
Another said, “What should I cry out?”
“All humanity is grass,
and all its goodness is like the flower of the field.

The grass withers, the flowers fade
when the breath of the Lord blows on them;
indeed, the people are grass.

The grass withers, the flowers fade,
but the word of our God remains forever.”

They will sprout among the grass
like poplars by flowing streams.

I—I am the One who comforts you.
Who are you that you should fear man who dies,
or a son of man who is given up like grass?

You will see, you will rejoice,
and you will flourish like grass;
then the Lord’s power will be revealed to His servants,
but He will show His wrath against His enemies.