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1 Now let me sing of my friend, my beloved’s song about his vineyard. My friend had a vineyard on a fertile hillside; 2 He spaded it, cleared it of stones, and planted the choicest vines; Within it he built a watchtower, and hewed out a wine press. Then he waited for the crop of grapes, but it yielded rotten grapes. Isaiah 5:1-2, New American Bible Revised. Copyright © 2010 USCCB.
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