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23 In that day the lush vineyards, now worth 1,000 pieces of silver,[a] will become patches of briers and thorns.

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  1. 7:23 Hebrew 1,000 [shekels] of silver, about 25 pounds or 11.4 kilograms in weight.

23 In that day,(A) in every place where there were a thousand vines worth a thousand silver shekels,[a](B) there will be only briers and thorns.(C)

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  1. Isaiah 7:23 That is, about 25 pounds or about 12 kilograms

I will make it a wild place
    where the vines are not pruned and the ground is not hoed,
    a place overgrown with briers and thorns.
I will command the clouds
    to drop no rain on it.

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I will make it a wasteland,(A)
    neither pruned nor cultivated,
    and briers and thorns(B) will grow there.
I will command the clouds
    not to rain(C) on it.”

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Parable of the Evil Farmers

33 “Now listen to another story. A certain landowner planted a vineyard, built a wall around it, dug a pit for pressing out the grape juice, and built a lookout tower. Then he leased the vineyard to tenant farmers and moved to another country.

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The Parable of the Tenants(A)

33 “Listen to another parable: There was a landowner who planted(B) a vineyard. He put a wall around it, dug a winepress in it and built a watchtower.(C) Then he rented the vineyard to some farmers and moved to another place.(D)

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But if a field bears thorns and thistles, it is useless. The farmer will soon condemn that field and burn it.

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But land that produces thorns and thistles is worthless and is in danger of being cursed.(A) In the end it will be burned.

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26 I looked, and the fertile fields had become a wilderness.
    The towns lay in ruins,
    crushed by the Lord’s fierce anger.

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26 I looked, and the fruitful land was a desert;(A)
    all its towns lay in ruins(B)
    before the Lord, before his fierce anger.(C)

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12 Beat your breasts in sorrow for your bountiful farms
    and your fruitful grapevines.
13 For your land will be overgrown with thorns and briers.
    Your joyful homes and happy towns will be gone.
14 The palace and the city will be deserted,
    and busy towns will be empty.
Wild donkeys will frolic and flocks will graze
    in the empty forts[a] and watchtowers

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Footnotes

  1. 32:14 Hebrew the Ophel.

12 Beat your breasts(A) for the pleasant fields,
    for the fruitful vines(B)
13 and for the land of my people,
    a land overgrown with thorns and briers(C)
yes, mourn(D) for all houses of merriment
    and for this city of revelry.(E)
14 The fortress(F) will be abandoned,
    the noisy city deserted;(G)
citadel and watchtower(H) will become a wasteland forever,
    the delight of donkeys,(I) a pasture for flocks,(J)

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