Isaiah 5:1
Now I will sing to my beloved a song of my beloved concerning his vineyard. My beloved has a vineyard on a very fruitful hill:
Now I will sing to my beloved a song of my beloved concerning his vineyard. My beloved has a vineyard on a very fruitful hill:
Let me sing now for my beloved a song of my beloved about his vineyard: My beloved had a vineyard on a fertile hill.
Now will I sing to my wellbeloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My wellbeloved hath a vineyard in a very fruitful hill:
Let me sing for my wellbeloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My wellbeloved had a vineyard in a very fruitful hill:
Now will I sing to my wellbeloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My wellbeloved hath a vineyard in a very fruitful hill:
Now well than, I will synge my beloued frende a songe of his vynyearde. My beloued frende hath a vyneyearde in a very frutefull plenteous grounde.
Nowe will I sing to my beloued a song of my beloued to his vineyarde, My beloued had a vineyarde in a very fruitefull hill,
Nowe wyll I syng my beloued friende, a song of my friende touching his vineyard: My beloued friende hath a vineyarde in a very fruiteful plenteous grounde.
¶ Now will I sing to my wellbeloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My wellbeloved hath a vineyard in a very fruitful hill:
Let me sing for my well beloved a song of my beloved about his vineyard. My beloved had a vineyard on a very fruitful hill.
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,
Let me sing for my wellbeloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My wellbeloved had a vineyard in a very fruitful hill:
Let me sing for my wellbeloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My wellbeloved had a vineyard in a very fruitful hill:
Let me make a song about my loved one, a song of love for his vine-garden. My loved one had a vine-garden on a fertile hill:
Let me sing for my well beloved a song of my beloved about his vineyard. My beloved had a vineyard on a very fruitful hill.
A Love Song Gone Sour I will sing to my love– a song to my lover about his vineyard. My love had a vineyard on a fertile hill.
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2And he fenced it, and removed its stones, and planted it with the choicest vine, and built a tower in the midst of it, and also made a winepress in it: and he expected it to bring forth grapes, but it brought forth wild grapes.
3And now, O inhabitants of Jerusalem, and men of Judah, judge, I pray you, between me and my vineyard.
4What more could have been done to my vineyard, that I have not done in it? Why, when I looked for it to bring forth grapes, did it bring forth wild grapes?
5And now, I will tell you what I will do to my vineyard: I will take away its hedge, and it shall be eaten up; break down its wall, and it shall be trampled down:
6And I will lay it waste: it shall not be pruned, nor dug; but briers and thorns shall come up: I will also command the clouds that they rain no rain upon it.
7For the vineyard of the LORD of hosts is the house of Israel, and the men of Judah are his pleasant plant: and he looked for justice, but behold, oppression; for righteousness, but behold, a cry.
10I am my beloved's, and his desire is for me.
11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12Let us rise early to the vineyards, let us see if the vine has flourished, if the tender grapes appear, and the pomegranates blossom. There I will give you my love.
1I have come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; drink, yes, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2I sleep, but my heart wakes: it is the voice of my beloved that knocks, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
13A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.
14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms in the vineyards of Engedi.
12My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: you, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep its fruit two hundred.
13You who dwell in the gardens, the companions listen for your voice: cause me to hear it.
2In that day sing to her, A vineyard of red wine.
1I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener.
15And the vineyard which your right hand has planted, and the branch that you made strong for yourself.
1And he began to speak to them in parables. A certain man planted a vineyard, and set a hedge around it, and dug a place for the winepress, and built a tower, and leased it to farmers, and went into a far country.
2At harvest time, he sent a servant to the farmers to collect from them some of the fruit of the vineyard.
5For before the harvest, when the bud is perfect, and the sour grape is ripening in the flower, he shall both cut off the sprigs with pruning hooks, and take away and cut down the branches.
5He also took some of the seed of the land and planted it in a fertile field; he placed it by great waters, and set it as a willow tree.
6And it grew and became a spreading vine of low stature, whose branches turned toward him, and its roots were under him: so it became a vine and brought forth branches and shot forth sprigs.
7There was also another great eagle with great wings and many feathers: and, behold, this vine bent her roots toward him and shot forth her branches toward him, that he might water it by the furrows of her plantation.
8It was planted in good soil by great waters, that it might bring forth branches and bear fruit, that it might be a goodly vine.
5You shall yet plant vineyards upon the mountains of Samaria: the planters shall plant, and shall eat them as common things.
13The fig tree puts forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grapes give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
3As the apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
15Catch us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vines, for our vines have tender grapes.
16My beloved is mine, and I am his; he feeds among the lilies.
15A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
16Awake, O north wind; and come, O south; blow upon my garden, that the spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
10My beloved spoke and said to me, 'Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.'
2My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies.
13Then said the lord of the vineyard, What shall I do? I will send my beloved son: it may be they will respect him when they see him.
17And in all vineyards shall be wailing: for I will pass through you, says the LORD.
9Then he began to speak this parable to the people: A certain man planted a vineyard, and rented it out to tenant farmers, and went into a far country for a long time.
10And on the vine were three branches: and it seemed to bud, and its blossoms burst forth, and its clusters produced ripe grapes:
12A garden enclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
7He has laid my vine waste, and stripped my fig tree: he has made it bare and cast it away; its branches are made white.
2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, for your love is better than wine.
13And the vine said to them, Should I leave my wine, which cheers God and man, and go to be promoted over the trees?
7Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you make your flock to rest at noon. Why should I be like one who turns aside by the flocks of your companions?
33Hear another parable: There was a certain landowner who planted a vineyard and hedged it around, dug a winepress in it, built a tower, and leased it to vine dressers, and went into a far country.
21Yet I had planted you a noble vine, wholly a right seed: how then have you turned into the degenerate plant of a strange vine to me?
8I said, I will climb the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches. Now let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the fragrance of your breath like apples;
10Many shepherds have destroyed My vineyard, they have trampled My portion underfoot; they have made My pleasant portion a desolate wilderness.
8The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
10And gladness is taken away, and joy out of the plentiful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither shall there be shouting: the treaders shall tread out no wine in their presses; I have made their vintage shouting to cease.