“‘God, the Master, says,Will it thrive?Won’t he just pull it up by the rootsand leave the grapes to rotAnd the branches to shrivel up,a withered, dead vine?It won’t take much strengthor many hands to pull it up.Even if it’s transplanted,will it thrive?When the hot east wind strikes it,won’t it shrivel up?Won’t it dry up and blow awayfrom the place where it was planted?’”