1 Let me sing for my loved onea love song for his vineyard.My loved one had a vineyard on a fertile hillside.
2 He dug it,cleared away its stones,planted it with excellent vines,built a tower inside it,and dug out a wine vat in it.He expected it to grow good grapes—but it grew rotten grapes.
3 So now, you who live in Jerusalem, you people of Judah,judge between me and my vineyard:
4 What more was there to do for my vineyardthat I haven’t done for it?When I expected it to grow good grapes,why did it grow rotten grapes?
5 Now let me tell you what I’m doing to my vineyard.I’m removing its hedge,so it will be destroyed.I’m breaking down its walls,so it will be trampled.
6 I’ll turn it into a ruin;it won’t be pruned or hoed,and thorns and thistles will grow up.I will command the clouds not to rain on it.
7 The vineyard of the Lord of heavenly forces is the house of Israel,and the people of Judah are the plantings in which God delighted.God expected justice, but there was bloodshed;righteousness, but there was a cry of distress!