1 Now let me sing to my Well-belovedA song of my Beloved regarding His vineyard:My Well-beloved has a vineyardOn a very fruitful hill.
2 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 made a winepress in it;So He expected it to bring forth good grapes,But it brought forth wild grapes.
3 “And now, O inhabitants of Jerusalem and men of Judah,Judge, please, between Me and My vineyard.
4 What more could have been done to My vineyardThat I have not done in it?Why then, when I expected it to bring forth good grapes,Did it bring forth wild grapes?
5 And now, please let Me tell you what I will do to My vineyard:I will take away its hedge, and it shall be burned;And break down its wall, and it shall be trampled down.