Isaiah 5:1; Isaiah 5:2

1 Listen while I sing you this song, a song of my friend and his vineyard: My friend had a vineyard on a very fertile hill.

2 He dug the soil and cleared it of stones; he planted the finest vines. He built a tower to guard them, dug a pit for treading the grapes. He waited for the grapes to ripen, but every grape was sour.