There was a time that another group of people was in a similar situation. The Book of Isaiah in the Bible tells us that story. It is eerily similar to what The USA is going through right now. The people had turned their hearts against God. As a matter of fact, The Lord has laid this on my heart. I’m not claiming to be a prophet; however, I do believe that God speaks to us through His Word. Therefore, I took the liberty to go through Isaiah and update it to give us a more direct message.
I am not rewriting the Bible or anything like that. I just wanted us to get a more straightforward message. The Old Testament is in the Bible to teach us. Unlike some modern preachers and teachers, it is just as relevant today as it ever was. Feel free to compare my words with those in your Bible, and you will understand.
Here is part five:
Isaiah 5:1-30 CSB
I will sing about the one I love, a song about my loved one’s vineyard: The one I love had a vineyard on a very fertile hill. He broke up the soil, cleared it of stones, and planted it with the finest vines. He built a tower in the middle of it and even dug out a winepress there. He expected it to yield good grapes, but it yielded worthless grapes. So now, residents of the USA, please judge between me and my vineyard. What more could I have done for my vineyard than I did? Why, when I expected a yield of good grapes, did it yield worthless grapes? Now I will tell you what I am about to do to my vineyard: I will remove its hedge, and it will be consumed; I will tear down its wall, and it will be trampled. I will make it a wasteland. It will not be pruned or weeded; thorns and briers will grow up. I will also give orders to the clouds that rain should not fall on it. For the vineyard of the LORD of Armies is America, and the men of the country, the plant he delighted in.
He expected justice but saw injustice; he expected righteousness but heard cries of despair. Woe to those who add house to house and join field to field until there is no more room and you alone are left in the land. I heard the LORD of Armies say: Indeed, many houses will become desolate, grand and lovely ones without inhabitants. For a ten-acre vineyard will yield only six gallons of wine, and ten bushels of seed will yield only one bushel of grain.
Woe to those who rise early in the morning in pursuit of beer, who linger into the evening, inflamed by wine. At their feasts they have lyre, harp, tambourine, flute, and wine. They do not perceive the LORD’s actions, and they do not see the work of his hands.
Therefore, my people will go into exile because they lack knowledge; her dignitaries are starving, and her masses are parched with thirst. Therefore, Sheol enlarges its throat and opens wide its enormous jaws, and down go America’s dignitaries, her masses, her crowds, and those who celebrate in her! Humanity is brought low, each person is humbled, and haughty eyes are humbled. But the LORD of Armies is exalted by his justice, and the holy God demonstrates his holiness through his righteousness. Lambs will graze as if in their own pastures, and resident aliens will eat among the ruins of the rich. Woe to those who drag iniquity with cords of deceit and pull sin along with cart ropes, to those who say, “Let him hurry up and do his work quickly so that we can see it! Let the plan of the Holy One take place so that we can know it!” Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who substitute darkness for light and light for darkness, who substitute bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter. Woe to those who consider themselves wise and judge themselves clever. Woe to those who are heroes at drinking wine, who are champions at pouring beer, who acquit the guilty for a bribe and deprive the innocent of justice.
Therefore, as a tongue of fire consumes straw and as dry grass shrivels in the flame, so their roots will become like something rotten and their blossoms will blow away like dust, for they have rejected the instruction of the LORD of Armies, and they have despised the word of the Holy One. Therefore the LORD’s anger burned against his people. He raised his hand against them and struck them; the mountains quaked, and their corpses were like garbage in the streets. In all this, his anger has not turned away, and his hand is still raised to strike. He raises a signal flag for the distant nations and whistles for them from the ends of the earth. Look—how quickly and swiftly they come! None of them grows weary or stumbles; no one slumbers or sleeps. No belt is loose and no sandal strap broken. Their arrows are sharpened, and all their bows strung. Their horses’ hooves are like flint; their chariot wheels are like a whirlwind. Their roaring is like a lion’s; they roar like young lions; they growl and seize their prey and carry it off, and no one can rescue it. On that day they will roar over it, like the roaring of the sea. When one looks at the land, there will be darkness and distress; light will be obscured by clouds.