Hedge

Haven’t you made a hedge around him, and around his house, and around all that he has, on every side? You have blessed the work of his hands, and his substance is increased in the land.

Now I will tell you what I will do to my vineyard. I will take away its hedge, and it will be eaten up. I will break down its wall, and it will be trampled down.

“Wail, Heshbon, for Ai is laid waste! Cry, you daughters of Rabbah! Clothe yourself in sackcloth. Lament, and run back and forth among the fences; for Malcam will go into captivity, his priests and his princes together.

He has walled me about, so that I can’t go out. He has made my chain heavy.

You have not gone up into the gaps or built up the wall for the house of Israel, to stand in the battle in Yahweh’s day.

“I sought for a man among them who would build up the wall and stand in the gap before me for the land, that I would not destroy it; but I found no one.

Therefore behold, I will hedge up your way with thorns, and I will build a wall against her, that she can’t find her way.

The best of them is like a brier. The most upright is worse than a thorn hedge. The day of your watchmen, even your visitation, has come; now is the time of their confusion.

He began to speak to them in parables. “A man planted a vineyard, put a hedge around it, dug a pit for the wine press, built a tower, rented it out to a farmer, and went into another country.

The way of the sluggard is like a thorn patch, but the path of the upright is a highway.

“The lord said to the servant, ‘Go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in, that my house may be filled.

These were the potters, and the inhabitants of Netaim and Gederah: they lived there with the king for his work.

He dug it up, gathered out its stones, planted it with the choicest vine, built a tower in the middle of it, and also cut out a wine press in it. He looked for it to yield grapes, but it yielded wild grapes.

The best of them is like a brier. The most upright is worse than a thorn hedge. The day of your watchmen, even your visitation, has come; now is the time of their confusion.

My sister, my bride, is a locked up garden; a locked up spring, a sealed fountain.

He has violently taken away his tabernacle, as if it were of a garden. He has destroyed his place of assembly. Yahweh has caused solemn assembly and Sabbath to be forgotten in Zion. In the indignation of his anger, he has despised the king…

“Hear another parable. There was a man who was a master of a household, who planted a vineyard, set a hedge about it, dug a wine press in it, built a tower, leased it out to farmers, and went into another country.

He began to speak to them in parables. “A man planted a vineyard, put a hedge around it, dug a pit for the wine press, built a tower, rented it out to a farmer, and went into another country.

The way of the sluggard is like a thorn patch, but the path of the upright is a highway.

He who digs a pit may fall into it; and whoever breaks through a wall may be bitten by a snake.

Why have you broken down its walls, so that all those who pass by the way pluck it?

The boar out of the wood ravages it. The wild animals of the field feed on it.

Your guards are like the locusts, and your officials like the swarms of locusts, which settle on the walls on a cold day, but when the sun appears, they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.

“The lord said to the servant, ‘Go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in, that my house may be filled.