My Beloved had a vineyard on the top of a fattened mountain. And He surrounded it with a fence, and cleared it of stones, and planted choice vines in it, and built a tower in the midst of it, and dug a winepress in it, and expected that it would bring forth good grapes, but it brought forth wild berries. And now, inhabitants of Jerusalem and men of Judah, judge between Me and My vineyard. What else should I have done for My vineyard that I have not done for it? Why, when I expected him to bring good grapes, did he bring wild berries? Therefore I will tell you what I will do to my vineyard; I will take away his fence, and he will be desolate; I will destroy its walls, and it will be trampled down, and I will leave it desolate: they will neither prune it nor dig it, but it will be overgrown with thorns and thistles, and I will command the clouds not to rain rain on it. The vineyard of the Lord of hosts is the house of Israel, and the men of Judah are His beloved planting. And He waited for justice, but behold - bloodshed; I was waiting for the truth, and then - a cry.
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