Let me sing for my beloved
my love song concerning his vineyard:
My beloved had a vineyard
on a very fertile hill.
He dug it and cleared it of stones,
and planted it with choice vines;
he built a watchtower in the midst of it,
and hewed out a wine vat in it;
and he looked for it to yield grapes,
but it yielded wild grapes.
- Isaiah 5:2 (ESV)
Father and vinedresser, who plants and prunes and gives us life, may we offer up to you fruit that is sweet to your taste so that we might not spurn the gifts you have given, but give and receive in loving and fruitful relationship with you, through Jesus Christ, the true vine, who lives with you and the Holy Spirit in unity forever. Amen.