If U had a vineyard
On a fruitful hill
And U fenced it and cleared it
Of all stones until
U planted it
With the choicest of vine
And U even built a tower
And a press to make wine
And U looked that it would bring forth sweet grapes
And it gave only wild grapes
What would U say?

Jerusalem and Judah
U be the judges I pray
Between me and my vineyard
This is what God says

What more could I have done in it
That I did not do in it?
Why when I ask it for sweetness
It brings only bitterness

For the vineyard of the Lord of Hosts
Is the house of Israel
And the men of Judah
His pleasant plant

And he looks for justice but beholds oppression
And he hopes for equality but hears a cry
Jerusalem and Judah
This is God's reply

Sadness will come to those who build house to house
And lay field to field 'til there's room
For none but U to dwell in the land
Oh in the land
And sadness will come to those who call evil good
And good evil
Who present darkness as light and light as darkness
Who present as sweetness only the things which are
bitterness

For the vineyard of The Lord of Hosts
Is the house of Israel
And the men of Judah his pleasant plant

Oh that my eyes were a fountain of tears
That I might weep for my poor people

For every boot stamped with fierceness
For every cloak rolled in blood
Jerusalem and Judah
I'd cry if I could