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Isaiah 5:1-30

The Song of the Vineyard

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The Song of the Vineyard

Isaiah 5:1-30

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This song belongs to the Isaiah collection. One recording is available to play here, with the complete lyrics below.

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[Lament I] A vineyard was planted where the morning poured gold, Every stone was removed, every tender branch trained. The keeper waited for sweetness to fill the cup, But the cluster broke bitter and the press ran stained. [Refrain] What more could be done for the vine on the hill? Wild grapes answer mercy with violence still. [Lament II] House swallowed house and the poor lost the field, Wine drowned the song that true worship should yield. They named darkness light and made bitterness sweet, They praised crooked scales in the judge’s seat. [Hope Turn] The hedge will fall and the thorns take the rows, A distant roar gathers wherever the storm wind blows. Yet the Holy One stands when the proud branches fall, The vineyard remembers who planted it all. [Final Chorus] What more could be done for the vine on the hill? Wild grapes answer mercy with violence still. Yet the Holy One stands when the proud branches fall, The vineyard remembers who planted it all.

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Isaiah 5: The vineyard song becomes an indictment

Isaiah 5 begins as a love song about careful cultivation and turns into a courtroom trap. The vineyard has received everything it needs, yet its fruit is wild, and Jerusalem is invited to judge the case before discovering that it is the vineyard. The rest of the chapter names the crop: land accumulation that empties neighborhoods, feasting that notices everything except the LORD's work, moral language turned upside down, self-congratulation, bribed verdicts, and strength wasted at the wine jar. The chapter's imagery repeatedly reverses appetite and possession. Great estates yield almost nothing, drinkers become the swallowed, and people who haul sin like a cart eventually face fire at root and blossom. Then a distant army arrives with terrifying readiness, down to the unbroken sandal strap. The vineyard song ends not in harvest celebration but in roaring, darkness, and a land from which light itself seems to withdraw.

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