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He labored to prepare the ground, tilling the soil and digging out rocks,
    and then he planted it with the best plants he could find.
In its midst, he built a watchtower over it
    and cut out a winepress in the hill nearby;
Then he waited, hoping it would be bountiful.
    But the vineyard produced only wild, bitter grapes.

Eternal One: That’s it. Enough. Now, you who live in My special city, Jerusalem,
        you people of this choice country, Judah,
    Who’s in the right—Me or My vineyard?
    What else could I possibly have done to make it flourish?
        Why, when I had every reason to expect great beauty and bushels of grapes,
    Did it yield only wild, bitter fruit?

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