V. I Let me, I pray, sing for my beloved a song of my loved one for his vineyard. My beloved bath a vineyard, on a hill-top, the son of oil;

2 And he digged it, and cleared it of stones, and planted it with the vine of Sorek, and built a tower in the midst of it, and also hewed out a wine-fat therein; and he looked that it should bring forth grapes, and it brought forth wild-grapes.

3 And now, ye inhabitants of Jerusalem, and man of Judah, judge, I pray, betwixt me and my vineyard.

4 What is there yet to do to my vineyard, that I have not done in it? Wherefore, when I looked that it should bring forth grapes, brought it forth wild-grapes?

5 And now let me, I pray, tell you what I will do to my vineyard; Ι will take away the hedge thereof, and it shall be consumed; and break down the wall thereof, and it shall be trodden down;

6 And I will make it a waste; it shall not be pruned, nor hoed; and there shall come up briers and thorns; and I will command the clouds that they rain no rain upon it.