LEB(i)
1 Let me sing for my beloved a song of my love concerning his vineyard: ⌊My beloved had a vineyard⌋* on ⌊a fertile hill⌋.*
2 And he dug it and cleared it of stones, and he planted it with choice vines,* and he built a watchtower in the middle of it, and he even hewed out a wine vat in it, and he waited for it to yield grapes— but it yielded wild grapes.
3 And now, inhabitants of Jerusalem and men* of Judah, judge between me and my vineyard.
4 What more was there to do for my vineyard that I have not done in it? Why did I hope for it to yield grapes, and it yielded wild grapes?