Isaiah 5

Isaiah 5:1-2

Let me sing now for my well-beloved

A song of my beloved concerning His vineyard.

My well-beloved had a vineyard on a fertile hill

He dug it all around, removed it’s stones,

and planted it with the choicest vine.

And He built a tower in the middle of it

and also hewed out a wine vat in it:

Then He expected it to produce good grapes,

but it produced only worthless ones.

What are God’s expectations of me?  Am I meeting the potential for my life that He has given to me?  God has given me everything I need to succeed, what kind of fruit am I producing with all that He has done for me?


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