And now, please, I will make known to you what I will do to My vineyard. I will turn aside its hedge, and it will be burned. I will breach its wall, and it will become a trampling place.
And I will lay it waste; it shall not be pruned and not hoed; but briers and thorns shall come up. And on the clouds I will command the rain from raining on it.
And the seed sown into the thornbushes is this: the one hearing the Word, and the anxiety of this age, and the deceit of riches, choke the Word, and it becomes unfruitful.