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Let me sing for my well beloved a song of my beloved about his vineyard.
    My beloved had a vineyard on a very fruitful hill.
He dug it up,
    gathered out its stones,
    planted it with the choicest vine,
    built a tower in the middle of it,
    and also cut out a wine press in it.
He looked for it to yield grapes,
    but it yielded wild grapes.

“Now, inhabitants of Jerusalem and men of Judah,
    please judge between me and my vineyard.
What could have been done more to my vineyard, that I have not done in it?
    Why, when I looked for it to yield grapes, did it yield wild grapes?
Now I will tell you what I will do to my vineyard.
    I will take away its hedge, and it will be eaten up.
    I will break down its wall, and it will be trampled down.
I will lay it a wasteland.
    It won’t be pruned or hoed,
    but it will grow briers and thorns.
    I will also command the clouds that they rain no rain on it.”
For the vineyard of Yahweh of Armies is the house of Israel,
    and the men of Judah his pleasant plant:
    and he looked for justice, but, behold, oppression;
    for righteousness, but, behold, a cry of distress.

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The Song of the Vineyard

Now I will sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved
    concerning His vineyard:
My well-beloved has a vineyard
    in a very fruitful hill.
And He fenced it, and removed its stones,
    and planted it with the choicest vine.
And He built a tower in the midst of it,
    and also made a winepress in it;
and He expected it to bring forth good grapes,
    but it brought forth wild grapes.

Now, O inhabitants of Jerusalem and men of Judah,
    judge between My vineyard and Me.
What more could have been done to My vineyard
    that I have not done in it?
Why, when I expected it to bring forth good grapes,
    did it bring forth wild grapes?
So now I will tell you
    what I will do to My vineyard:
I will take away its hedge,
    and it shall be consumed;
I will break down its wall,
    and it shall be trodden down.
And I will lay it waste:
    It shall not be pruned or dug,
    but briers and thorns shall come up.
I will also command the clouds
    that they rain no rain on it.

For the vineyard of the Lord of Hosts
    is the house of Israel,
and the men of Judah
    His pleasant plant.
Thus He looked for justice, but saw oppression;
    for righteousness, but heard a cry.

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