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121 lines
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# Chapter 5
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1 Let me sing for my beloved
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my love song concerning his vineyard:
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My beloved had a vineyard
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on a very fertile hill.
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2 He dug it and cleared it of stones,
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and planted it with choice vines;
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he built a watchtower in the midst of it,
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and hewed out a wine vat in it;
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and he looked for it to yield grapes,
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but it yielded wild grapes.
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3 And now, O inhabitants of Jerusalem
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and men of Judah,
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judge between me and my vineyard.
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4 What more was there to do for my vineyard,
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that I have not done in it?
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When I looked for it to yield grapes,
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why did it yield wild grapes?
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5 And now I will tell you
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what I will do to my vineyard.
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I will remove its hedge,
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and it shall be devoured;
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I will break down its wall,
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and it shall be trampled down.
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6 I will make it a waste;
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it shall not be pruned or hoed,
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and briers and thorns shall grow up;
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I will also command the clouds
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that they rain no rain upon it.
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7 For the vineyard of the Lord of hosts
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is the house of Israel,
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and the men of Judah
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are his pleasant planting;
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and he looked for justice,
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but behold, bloodshed;
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for righteousness,
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but behold, an outcry!
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8 Woe to those who join house to house,
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who add field to field,
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until there is no more room,
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and you are made to dwell alone
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in the midst of the land.
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9 The Lord of hosts has sworn in my hearing:
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“Surely many houses shall be desolate,
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large and beautiful houses, without inhabitant.
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10 For ten acres of vineyard shall yield but one bath,
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and a homer of seed shall yield but an ephah.”
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11 Woe to those who rise early in the morning,
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that they may run after strong drink,
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who tarry late into the evening
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as wine inflames them!
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12 They have lyre and harp,
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tambourine and flute and wine at their feasts,
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but they do not regard the deeds of the Lord,
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or see the work of his hands.
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13 Therefore my people go into exile
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for lack of knowledge;
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their honored men go hungry,
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and their multitude is parched with thirst.
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14 Therefore Sheol has enlarged its appetite
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and opened its mouth beyond measure,
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and the nobility of Jerusalem and her multitude will go down,
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her revelers and he who exults in her.
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15 Man is humbled, and each one is brought low,
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and the eyes of the haughty are brought low.
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16 But the Lord of hosts is exalted in justice,
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and the Holy God shows himself holy in righteousness.
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17 Then shall the lambs graze as in their pasture,
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and nomads shall eat among the ruins of the rich.
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18 Woe to those who draw iniquity with cords of falsehood,
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who draw sin as with cart ropes,
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19 who say: “Let him be quick,
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let him speed his work
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that we may see it;
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let the counsel of the Holy One of Israel draw near,
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and let it come, that we may know it!”
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20 Woe to those who call evil good
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and good evil,
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who put darkness for light
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and light for darkness,
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who put bitter for sweet
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and sweet for bitter!
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21 Woe to those who are wise in their own eyes,
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and shrewd in their own sight!
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22 Woe to those who are heroes at drinking wine,
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and valiant men in mixing strong drink,
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23 who acquit the guilty for a bribe,
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and deprive the innocent of his right!
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24 Therefore, as the tongue of fire devours the stubble,
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and as dry grass sinks down in the flame,
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so their root will be as rottenness,
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and their blossom go up like dust;
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for they have rejected the law of the Lord of hosts,
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and have despised the word of the Holy One of Israel.
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25 Therefore the anger of the Lord was kindled against his people,
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and he stretched out his hand against them and struck them,
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and the mountains quaked;
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and their corpses were as refuse
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in the midst of the streets.
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For all this his anger has not turned away,
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and his hand is stretched out still.
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26 He will raise a signal for nations far away,
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and whistle for them from the ends of the earth;
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and behold, quickly, speedily they come!
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27 None is weary, none stumbles,
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none slumbers or sleeps,
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not a waistband is loose,
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not a sandal strap broken;
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28 their arrows are sharp,
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all their bows bent,
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their horses' hoofs seem like flint,
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and their wheels like the whirlwind.
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29 Their roaring is like a lion,
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like young lions they roar;
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they growl and seize their prey;
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they carry it off, and none can rescue.
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30 They will growl over it on that day,
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like the growling of the sea.
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And if one looks to the land,
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behold, darkness and distress;
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and the light is darkened by its clouds. |