Old Testament - Nineteenth Sunday after Pentecost

Isaiah 5.1-7

¹ Let me sing for my beloved
     my love-song concerning his vineyard:
My beloved had a vineyard
     on a very fertile hill.
² He dug it and cleared it of stones,
     and planted it with choice vines;
he built a watch-tower in the midst of it,
     and hewed out a wine vat in it;
he expected it to yield grapes,
     but it yielded wild grapes.
³ And now, inhabitants of Jerusalem
     and people of Judah,
judge between me
     and my vineyard.
⁴ What more was there to do for my vineyard
     that I have not done in it?
When I expected it to yield grapes,
     why did it yield wild grapes?
⁵ And now I will tell you
     what I will do to my vineyard.
I will remove its hedge,
     and it shall be devoured;
I will break down its wall,
     and it shall be trampled down.
⁶ I will make it a waste;
     it shall not be pruned or hoed,
     and it shall be overgrown with briers and thorns;
I will also command the clouds
     that they rain no rain upon it.
⁷ For the vineyard of the Lord of hosts
     is the house of Israel,
and the people of Judah
     are his pleasant planting;
he expected justice,
     but saw bloodshed;
righteousness,
     but heard a cry!