If You Had A Vineyard

G# Fm If you had a vineyard on a fruitful hill C# G# D# And you fenced it and cleared it of all stones until G# Fm You planted it with the choicest of vine C# And you even built a tower and a press to make wine G# And you looked that it would bring forth sweet grapes D# And it gave only wild grapes G# What would you say Jerusalem and Judah Fm C# You be the judges I pray G# Between me and my vineyard D# This is what God says G# Fm What more could I have done in it C# That I did not do in it G# Why when I ask it for sweetness D# It brings only bitterness G# Fm For the vineyard of the lord of hosts C# Is the house of Israel And the men of Judah G# D# His pleasant plant G# Fm And he looks for justice but beholds oppression C# And he hopes for equality but hears a cry G# Jerusalem and Judah D# This is God's reply G# Sadness will come Fm To those who build house to house C# And lay field to field 'til there's room G# For none but you to dwell in the land D# Oh, in the land G# And sadness will come to those who call evil good Fm And good evil, who present darkness as light C# And light as darkness, who present as sweetness G# D# Only the things which are bitterness G# Fm For the vineyard of the lord of hosts C# Is the house of Israel G# And the men of Judah his pleasant plant D# G# Oh, oh his pleasant plant Fm Oh, that my eyes were a fountain of tears C# That I might weep for my poor people G# D# (for my poor people) G# Fm For every boot stamped with fierceness C# For every cloak rolled in blood G# Jerusalem and Judah D# I'd cry if I could G# Fm Oh, that my eyes were a fountain of tears C# G# D# That I might weep for my poor people G# Fm Oh, that my eyes were a fountain of tears C# G# D# G# That I might weep for my poor people