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Now let me sing to my Well-beloved
A song of my Beloved a regarding His vineyard:
My Well-beloved has a vineyard
1 On a very fruitful hill.
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He dug it up and cleared out its stones,
And planted it with the choicest vine.
He built a tower in its midst,
And also 2 made a winepress in it;
b So He expected it to bring forth good grapes,
But it brought forth wild grapes.
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"And now, O inhabitants of Jerusalem and men of Judah,
c Judge, please, between Me and My vineyard.
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What more could have been done to My vineyard
That I have not done in d it?
Why then, when I expected it to bring forth good grapes,
Did it bring forth wild grapes?
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And now, please let Me tell you what I will do to My vineyard:
e I will take away its hedge, and it shall be burned;
And break down its wall, and it shall be trampled down.
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I will lay it f waste;
It shall not be pruned or 3 dug,
But there shall come up briers and g thorns.
I will also command the clouds
That they rain no rain on it."
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For the vineyard of the LORD of hosts is the house of Israel,
And the men of Judah are His pleasant plant.
He looked for justice, but behold, oppression;
For righteousness, but behold, 4 a cry for help.