Revised Common Lectionary (Semicontinuous)

A Psalm of David; when he was in the wilderness of Judah.

63 O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee. My soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh languisheth for thee, in a dry and weary land without water:

² To see thy power and thy glory, as I have beheld thee in the sanctuary;

³ For thy loving-kindness is better than life: my lips shall praise thee.

⁴ So will I bless thee while I live; I will lift up my hands in thy name.

⁵ My soul is satisfied as with marrow and fatness, and my mouth shall praise [thee] with joyful lips.

⁶ When I remember thee upon my bed, I meditate on thee in the night-watches:

⁷ For thou hast been my help, and in the shadow of thy wings will I sing for joy.

⁸ My soul followeth hard after thee: thy right hand upholdeth me.

5 I will sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard: My well-beloved had a vineyard upon a fruitful hill.

² And he dug it, and gathered out the stones thereof, and planted it with the choicest vine; and he built a tower in the midst of it, and also hewed out a winepress therein; and he looked that it should bring forth grapes, but it brought forth wild grapes.

³ And now, inhabitants of Jerusalem and men of Judah, judge, I pray you, between me and my vineyard.

⁴ What was there yet to do to my vineyard that I have not done in it? Wherefore, when I looked that it should bring forth grapes, brought it forth wild grapes?—

⁵ And now, let me tell you what I am about to do to my vineyard: I will take away its hedge, and it shall be eaten up; I will break down its wall, and it shall be trodden under foot;

⁶ and I will make it a waste—it shall not be pruned nor cultivated, but there shall come up briars and thorns; and I will command the clouds that they rain no rain upon it.

⁷ For the vineyard of Jehovah of hosts is the house of Israel, and the men of Judah the plant of his delight: and he looked for justice, and behold, blood-shedding; for righteousness, and behold, a cry.

⁴³ For there is no good tree which produces corrupt fruit, nor a corrupt tree which produces good fruit;

⁴⁴ for every tree is known by its own fruit, for figs are not gathered from thorns, nor grapes vintaged from a bramble.

⁴⁵ The good man, out of the good treasure of his heart, brings forth good; and the wicked [man] out of the wicked, brings forth what is wicked: for out of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaks.