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The song of the vineyard

Now I will sing a song for the person that I love. I will sing to him about his vineyard.

‘The one that I love had a vineyard.
    It was on a hill where the soil is good.
He dug the ground and he removed the stones.
    He planted the best vines in it.
He built a tower in the middle of the vineyard
    so that he could watch it.
He built a place to squeeze the grapes
    to make wine.
Then he waited for the vines to make sweet grapes.
    But the vines made only bitter grapes.’

So now, listen to me, you people who live in Jerusalem and in Judah. You must be the judge! Who did what was right? Was it me or my vineyard? You decide!

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