Isa 5:1-7 | NASB1995 | STEP | Let me sing now for my well-beloved A song of my beloved concerning His vineyard . My well-beloved had a vineyard on a fertile hill .

Isaiah 5:1-7

1 Let me sing now for my well-beloved
A song of my beloved concerning His vineyard.
My well-beloved had a ^avineyard on ^{▼▼ Lit a horn, the son of fatness}a fertile hill.
2 He dug it all around, removed its stones,
And planted it with ^{▼▼ Lit a bright red grape}the ^dchoicest vine.
And He built a tower in the middle of it
And also hewed out a ^{▼▼ Or wine press}wine vat in it;
Then He ^fexpected it to produce good grapes,
But it produced only ^{▼▼ Or wild grapes}worthless ones.

3 “And now, O inhabitants of Jerusalem and men of Judah,
^hJudge between Me and My vineyard.
4 ⁱ“What more was there to do for My vineyard ^{▼▼ Lit and I have not done}that I have not done in it?
Why, when I expected it to produce good grapes did it produce ^{▼▼ Or wild grapes}worthless ones?
5 “So now let Me tell you what I am going to do to My vineyard:
I will ^lremove its hedge and it will be consumed;
I will ^mbreak down its wall and it will become ⁿtrampled ground.
6 “I will ^olay it waste;
It will not be pruned or hoed,
But briars and thorns will come up.
I will also charge the clouds to ^prain no rain on it.”

7 For the ^qvineyard of the Lord of hosts is the house of Israel
And the men of Judah His delightful plant.
Thus He looked for justice, but behold, ^rbloodshed;
For righteousness, but behold, a cry of distress.