Isaiah 32:11-13 NIV

[11] Tremble, you complacent women; shudder, you daughters who feel secure! Strip off your fine clothes and wrap yourselves in rags. [12] Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vines [13] and 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.