5 Now I will sing a song about his vineyard to the one I love. My Beloved has a vineyard on a very fertile hill. ² He plowed it and took out all the rocks and planted his vineyard with the choicest vines. He built a watchtower and cut a winepress in the rocks. Then he waited for the harvest, but the grapes that grew were wild and sour and not at all the sweet ones he expected.