89 And it came to pass that the Lord of the vineyard wept, and said unto the servant, What could I have done more for my vineyard?
90 Behold, I knew that all the fruit of the vineyard, save it were these, had become corrupted.
91 And now, these which once brought forth good fruit, have also become corrupted.
92 And now, all the trees of my vineyard are good for nothing, save it be to be hewn down and cast into the fire.
93 And behold, this last, whose branch hath withered away, I did plant in a good spot of ground; yea, even that which was choice unto me, above all the other parts of the land of my vineyard.
94 And thou beheldest that I also cut down that which cumbered this spot of ground, that I might plant this tree in the stead thereof.
95 And thou beheldest that a part thereof, brought forth good fruit; and a part thereof, brought forth wild fruit.
96 And because I plucked not the branches thereof, and cast them into the fire, behold, they have overcome the good branch, that it has withered away.
97 And now behold, notwithstanding all the care which we have taken of my vineyard, the trees thereof have become corrupted, that they bring forth no good fruit:
98 And these I had hoped to preserve, to have laid up fruit thereof, against the season, unto mine own self.
99 But behold, they have become like unto the wild olive tree; and they are of no worth, but to be hewn down and cast into the fire: and it grieveth me that I should lose them.
