1 Listen while I sing you this song,a song of my friend and his vineyard:My friend had a vineyardon a very fertile hill.
2 He dug the soil and cleared it of stones;he planted the finest vines.He built a tower to guard them,dug a pit for treading the grapes.He waited for the grapes to ripen,but every grape was sour.
3 So now my friend says, “You people who live in Jerusalem and Judah, judge between my vineyard and me.
4 Is there anything I failed to do for it? Then why did it produce sour grapes and not the good grapes I expected?
5 “This is what I am going to do to my vineyard; I will take away the hedge round it, break down the wall that protects it, and let wild animals eat it and trample it down.
6 I will let it be overgrown with weeds. I will not prune the vines or hoe the ground; instead I will let briars and thorns cover it. I will even forbid the clouds to let rain fall on it.”