Isaiah 5

¹ Now I will sing to my Beloved a song of my Beloved concerning His vineyard: There was a vineyard to My Beloved in a horn, a son of fatness.

² And He dug about it, and cleared it of stones, and planted it with the choicest vine, and built a tower in its midst, and also hewed out a wine vat in it. And He waited for it to produce grapes, but it produced rotten grapes.

³ And now, ones living in Jerusalem and men of Judah, I ask you, judge between Me and My vineyard.