2 Nephi 14

If a living man walks by, seven of you will jump his bones and say, ‘Forget the dowry, just give me a home. Change my name. Impregnate me.’

“That will be the worst of it. But at some point, the righteous branch that got blown off will bloom and bear fruit, beautiful, lip-smacking fruit. everyone left in Jerusalem, I’ll purge and wash after that plague of ugliness I described. I’ll metaphorically go back to Moses’ time, with a pillar of smoke in the daytime and a pillar of fire in the nighttime. In other words, I won’t sleep. And I might even help you get some. Because I’ll be defending you. I’ll even make sure you can build me a temple again—not that I need it. You do. A sanctuary. Shade from this sickening desert heat. Shelter from tsunamis.”