But even now, says the Lord, come back to me with all your heart, keeping from food, with weeping and with sorrow:

Let the priests, the servants of the Lord, be weeping between the covered way and the altar, and let them say, Have mercy on your people, O Lord, do not give up your heritage to shame, so that the nations become their rulers: why let them say among the peoples, Where is their God?

And after that, it will come about, says the Lord, that I will send my spirit on all flesh; and your sons and your daughters will be prophets, your old men will have dreams, your young men will see visions:

Get your plough-blades hammered into swords, and your vine-knives into spears: let the feeble say, I am strong.