1 Now let me sing to my Well-beloved
A song of my Beloved regarding His vineyard:
My Well-beloved has a vineyard
[a]On a very fruitful hill.
And planted it with the choicest vine.
He built a tower in its midst,
And also [b]made a winepress in it;
So He expected it to bring forth good grapes,
But it brought forth wild grapes.
Judge, please, between Me and My vineyard.
That I have not done in it?
Why then, when I expected it to bring forth good grapes,
Did it bring forth wild grapes?
I will take away its hedge, and it shall be burned;
And break down its wall, and it shall be trampled down.
It shall not be pruned or [c]dug,
But there shall come up briers and thorns.
I will also command the clouds
That they rain no rain on it.”
And the men of Judah are His pleasant plant.
He looked for justice, but behold, oppression;
For righteousness, but behold, [d]a cry for help.
8 Woe to those who [e]join house to house;
They add field to field,
Till there is no place
Where they may dwell alone in the midst of the land!
“Truly, many houses shall be desolate,
Great and beautiful ones, without inhabitant.
And a homer of seed shall yield one [g]ephah.”
That they may [h]follow intoxicating drink;
Who continue until night, till wine inflames them!
The tambourine and flute,
And wine are in their feasts;
But they do not regard the work of the Lord,
Nor consider the operation of His hands.
Because they have no knowledge;
Their honorable men are famished,
And their multitude dried up with thirst.
And opened its mouth beyond measure;
Their glory and their multitude and their pomp,
And he who is jubilant, shall descend into it.
Each man shall be humbled,
And the eyes of the lofty shall be humbled.
And God who is holy shall be hallowed in righteousness.
And in the waste places of the [i]fat ones strangers shall eat.
And sin as if with a cart rope;
That we may see it;
And let the counsel of the Holy One of Israel draw near and come,
That we may know it.”
Who put darkness for light, and light for darkness;
Who put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!
And prudent in their own sight!
Woe to men valiant for mixing intoxicating drink,
And take away justice from the righteous man!
And the flame consumes the chaff,
So their root will be as rottenness,
And their blossom will ascend like dust;
Because they have rejected the law of the Lord of hosts,
And despised the word of the Holy One of Israel.
He has stretched out His hand against them
And stricken them,
And the hills trembled.
Their carcasses were as refuse in the midst of the streets.
For all this His anger is not turned away,
But His hand is stretched out still.
And will whistle to them from the end of the earth;
Surely they shall come with speed, swiftly.
No one will slumber or sleep;
Nor will the belt on their loins be loosed,
Nor the strap of their sandals be broken;
And all their bows bent;
Their horses’ hooves will [m]seem like flint,
And their wheels like a whirlwind.
They will roar like young lions;
Yes, they will roar
And lay hold of the prey;
They will carry it away safely,
And no one will deliver.
Like the roaring of the sea.
And if one looks to the land,
Behold, darkness and [n]sorrow;
And the light is darkened by the clouds.