Yahweh is disappointed that His vineyard produces no good grapes. He wants wine, but doesn’t get any.
The fruit he looks for is “justice and righteousness.” Hence: Justice is wine.
Instead of the wine of justice, Yahweh finds blood.
So comes Jesus: He sheds His blood in the city of blood, the cityof injustice that kills the prophets. He sheds His blood, which becomes wine, so that Jerusalem, the city of blood, might become a vineyard, a city of justice, a city of wine.
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