Parable of the Vineyard

1
Let me sing now for my well-beloved
A song of my beloved concerning His vineyard.
My well-beloved had a (A)vineyard on (a)a fertile hill.
2
He dug it all around, removed its stones,
And planted it with (b)the (B)choicest vine.
And He built a tower in the middle of it
And also hewed out a (c)wine vat in it;
Then He (C)expected it to produce good grapes,
But it produced only (d)worthless ones.

Footnotes:

a. Isaiah 5:1: ['Lit ', a horn, the son of fatness]
b. Isaiah 5:2: ['Lit ', a bright red grape]
c. Isaiah 5:2: ['Or ', wine press]
d. Isaiah 5:2: ['Or ', wild grapes]