1 Now let me sing for my Beloved, || A song of my Beloved as to His vineyard: My beloved has a vineyard in a fruitful hill,

2 And He fences it, and casts out its stones, || And plants it [with] a choice vine, || And builds a tower in its midst, || And has also hewn out a winepress in it, || And He waits for the yielding of grapes, || And it yields bad ones!

3 And now, O inhabitant of Jerusalem and man of Judah, || Please judge between Me and My vineyard.

4 What [is there] to do still to My vineyard, || That I have not done in it? For what reason have I waited for the yielding of grapes, || And it yields [only] bad ones?

5 And now, pray, let Me cause you to know, || That which I am doing to My vineyard, || To turn its hedge aside, || And it has been for consumption, || To break down its wall, || And it has been for a treading-place.

6 And I make it a waste, || It is not pruned, nor arranged, || And brier and thorn have gone up, || And I lay a charge on the thick clouds, || From raining on it rain.

7 Because the vineyard of YHWH of Hosts || [Is] the house of Israel, || And the man of Judah His pleasant plant, || And He waits for judgment, and behold, oppression, || For righteousness, and behold, a cry.

8 Woe [to] those joining house to house, || They bring field near to field, || Until there is no place, || And you have been settled by yourselves || In the midst of the land!

9 Do many houses not become a desolation by the weapons of YHWH of Hosts? Great and good without inhabitant!

10 For ten acres of vineyard yield one bath, || And a homer of seed yields an ephah.

11 Woe [to] those rising early in the morning, || They pursue strong drink! Lingering in twilight, wine inflames them!

12 And harp, and stringed instrument, tambourine, and pipe, || And wine, have been their banquets, || And they do not behold the work of YHWH, || Indeed, they have not seen the work of His hands.

13 Therefore my people removed without knowledge, || And its honorable ones are famished, || And its multitude dried up of thirst.

14 Therefore Sheol has enlarged herself, || And has opened her mouth without limit. And its honor has gone down, and its multitude, || And its noise, and its exulting one—into her.

15 And the low is bowed down, and the high humbled, || And the eyes of the haughty become low,

16 And YHWH of Hosts is high in judgment, || And the Holy God sanctified in righteousness,

17 And lambs have fed according to their leading, || And sojourners consume wastelands of the fat ones.

18 Woe [to] those drawing out iniquity with cords of vanity, || And as [with] thick ropes of the cart—sin.

19 Who are saying, “Let Him hurry, || Let Him hurry His work, that we may see, || And let the counsel of the Holy One of Israel || Draw near and come, and we know.”

20 Woe [to] those saying to evil “good,” and to good “evil,” || Putting darkness for light, and light for darkness, || Putting bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter.

21 Woe [to] the wise in their own eyes, || And—before their own faces—intelligent!

22 Woe [to] the mighty to drink wine, || And men of strength to mingle strong drink.

23 Declaring righteous the wicked for a bribe, || And the righteousness of the righteous || They turn aside from him.

Isaiah 5:1-23, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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