Bible Verses About Parables

And it cometh to pass--the king is passing by--that he hath cried unto the king, and saith, `Thy servant went out into the midst of the battle, and lo, a man hath turned aside and bringeth in unto me a man, and saith, Keep this man; if he be at all missing, then hath thy life been for his life, or a talent of silver thou dost weigh out;

and it cometh to pass, thy servant is working hither and thither, and he is not!' and the king of Israel saith unto him, Right is thy judgment; thou hast determined it .'

And he hasteth and turneth aside the ashes from off his eyes, and the king of Israel discerneth him, that he is of the prophets,

and he saith unto him, `Thus said Jehovah, Because thou hast sent away the man I devoted, out of thy hand, even thy life hath been for his life, and thy people for his people;'

And Jehoash king of Israel sendeth unto Amaziah king of Judah, saying, `The thorn that is in Lebanon hath sent unto the cedar that is in Lebanon, saying, Give thy daughter to my son for a wife; and pass by doth a beast of the field that is in Lebanon, and treadeth down the thorn.

A vine out of Egypt Thou dost bring, Thou dost cast out nations, and plantest it.

Thou hast looked before it, and dost root it, And it filleth the land,

Covered have been hills with its shadow, And its boughs are cedars of God.

It sendeth forth its branches unto the sea, And unto the river its sucklings.

Why hast Thou broken down its hedges, And all passing by the way have plucked it?

A boar out of the forest doth waste it, And a wild beast of the fields consumeth it.

God of Hosts, turn back, we beseech Thee, Look from heaven, and see, and inspect this vine,

And the root that Thy right hand planted, And the branch Thou madest strong for Thee,

Burnt with fire--cut down, From the rebuke of Thy face they perish.

Let me sing, I pray you, for my beloved, A song of my beloved as to his vineyard: My beloved hath a vineyard in a fruitful hill,

And he fenceth it, and casteth out its stones, And planteth it with a choice vine, And buildeth a tower in its midst, And also a wine press hath hewn out in it, And he waiteth for the yielding of grapes, And it yieldeth bad ones!

And now, O inhabitant of Jerusalem, and man of Judah, Judge, I pray you, between me and my vineyard.

What--to do still to my vineyard, That I have not done in it! Wherefore, I waited to the yielding of grapes, And it yieldeth bad ones!

And now, pray, let me cause you to know, That which I am doing to my vineyard, To turn aside its hedge, And it hath been for consumption, To break down its wall, And it hath been for a treading-place.

And I make it a waste, It is not pruned, nor arranged, And gone up have brier and thorn, And on the thick clouds I lay a charge, From raining upon it rain.

Because the vineyard of Jehovah of Hosts Is the house of Israel, And the man of Judah His pleasant plant, And He waiteth for judgment, and lo, oppression, For righteousness, and lo, a cry.

In that day, `A desirable vineyard,' respond ye to her,

I, Jehovah, am its keeper, every moment I water it, Lest any lay a charge against it, Night and day I keep it!

Give ear, and hear my voice, Attend, and hear my saying:

The whole day plougheth the ploughman to sow? He openeth and harroweth his ground!