Let me sing for my beloved my love song concerning his vineyard: My beloved had a vineyard on a very fertile hill.

我要为我所亲爱的唱歌，是我所爱者的歌，论他葡萄园的事：我所亲爱的有葡萄园在肥美的山冈上。

我要为我亲爱的唱歌，我所爱的、他的葡萄园之歌。我亲爱的有葡萄园在肥沃的山冈上。

我要为我亲爱的唱歌，我所爱的、他的葡萄园之歌。我亲爱的有葡萄园在肥沃的山冈上。

我要为我所爱的歌唱，唱一首有关他葡萄园的歌：我所爱的在肥美的山冈上有一个葡萄园。

我要为我所爱的唱歌，这歌是关于他的葡萄园：我所爱的人有一个葡萄园，在肥美的山冈上。

我要为我所爱的人唱歌——一首我爱人的歌，有关他葡萄园的歌。我所爱的人有一个葡萄园，在肥沃的山冈上。

我要為我所親愛的唱歌，是我所愛者的歌，論他葡萄園的事：我所親愛的有葡萄園在肥美的山岡上。

我要為我親愛的唱歌，我所愛的、他的葡萄園之歌。我親愛的有葡萄園在肥沃的山岡上。

我要為我親愛的唱歌，我所愛的、他的葡萄園之歌。我親愛的有葡萄園在肥沃的山岡上。

我要為我所愛的歌唱，唱一首有關他葡萄園的歌：我所愛的在肥美的山岡上有一個葡萄園。

我要為我所愛的唱歌，這歌是關於他的葡萄園：我所愛的人有一個葡萄園，在肥美的山岡上。

讓我來歌唱我所愛的人，來唱一首愛歌論到他的葡萄園：我所愛的人有葡萄園在肥美的山岡上。

我要為我所愛的人唱歌——一首我愛人的歌，有關他葡萄園的歌。我所愛的人有一個葡萄園，在肥沃的山岡上。

我為良友而歌、論其葡萄園曰、良友有園、在彼山岡、其地膏腴、

良友有園、栽植葡萄、因作歌以賦其事、歌曰、良友有園、栽植葡萄、在彼山岡、其地膏腴、

我為良友作歌、歌中論良友與其葡萄園之事、我良友有葡萄園、植於膏腴之山岡、

I will sing for the one I love a song about his vineyard: My loved one had a vineyard on a fertile hillside.

I will sing a song for the Lord. He is the one I love. It’s a song about his vineyard Israel. The one I love had a vineyard. It was on a hillside that had rich soil.

Now I will sing for the one I love a song about his vineyard: My beloved had a vineyard on a rich and fertile hill.

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.

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 let me sing to my Well-beloved A song of my Beloved regarding His vineyard: My Well-beloved has a vineyard On 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:

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.

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:

I will sing to my love– a song to my lover about his vineyard. My love had a vineyard 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.

And he began to speak to them in parables.“ A man planted a vineyard and put a fence around it and dug a pit for the winepress and built a tower, and leased it to tenants and went into another country.

You brought a vine out of Egypt; you drove out the nations and planted it.

And he began to tell the people this parable:“ A man planted a vineyard and let it out to tenants and went into another country for a long while.

“ Hear another parable. There was a master of a house who planted a vineyard and put a fence around it and dug a winepress in it and built a tower and leased it to tenants, and went into another country.

Yet I planted you a choice vine, wholly of pure seed. How then have you turned degenerate and become a wild vine?

“ I am the true vine, and my Father is the vinedresser.

In that day,“ A pleasant vineyard, sing of it!I, the Lord, am its keeper; every moment I water it. Lest anyone punish it, I keep it night and day;

Then sang Deborah and Barak the son of Abinoam on that day:“ That the leaders took the lead in Israel, that the people offered themselves willingly, bless the Lord!“ Hear, O kings; give ear, O princes; to the Lord I will sing; I will make melody to the Lord, the God of Israel.“ Lord, when you went out from Seir, when you marched from the region of Edom, the earth trembled and the heavens dropped, yes, the clouds dropped water.The mountains quaked before the Lord, even Sinai before the Lord, the God of Israel.“ In the days of Shamgar, son of Anath, in the days of Jael, the highways were abandoned, and travelers kept to the byways.The villagers ceased in Israel; they ceased to be until I arose; I, Deborah, arose as a mother in Israel.When new gods were chosen, then war was in the gates. Was shield or spear to be seen among forty thousand in Israel?My heart goes out to the commanders of Israel who offered themselves willingly among the people. Bless the Lord.“ Tell of it, you who ride on white donkeys, you who sit on rich carpets and you who walk by the way.To the sound of musicians at the watering places, there they repeat the righteous triumphs of the Lord, the righteous triumphs of his villagers in Israel.“ Then down to the gates marched the people of the Lord.“ Awake, awake, Deborah! Awake, awake, break out in a song! Arise, Barak, lead away your captives, O son of Abinoam.Then down marched the remnant of the noble; the people of the Lord marched down for me against the mighty.From Ephraim their root they marched down into the valley, following you, Benjamin, with your kinsmen; from Machir marched down the commanders, and from Zebulun those who bear the lieutenant’s staff;the princes of Issachar came with Deborah, and Issachar faithful to Barak; into the valley they rushed at his heels. Among the clans of Reuben there were great searchings of heart.Why did you sit still among the sheepfolds, to hear the whistling for the flocks? Among the clans of Reuben there were great searchings of heart.Gilead stayed beyond the Jordan; and Dan, why did he stay with the ships? Asher sat still at the coast of the sea, staying by his landings.Zebulun is a people who risked their lives to the death; Naphtali, too, on the heights of the field.“ The kings came, they fought; then fought the kings of Canaan, at Taanach, by the waters of Megiddo; they got no spoils of silver.From heaven the stars fought, from their courses they fought against Sisera.The torrent Kishon swept them away, the ancient torrent, the torrent Kishon. March on, my soul, with might!“ Then loud beat the horses’ hoofs with the galloping, galloping of his steeds.“ Curse Meroz, says the angel of the Lord, curse its inhabitants thoroughly, because they did not come to the help of the Lord, to the help of the Lord against the mighty.“ Most blessed of women be Jael, the wife of Heber the Kenite, of tent-dwelling women most blessed.He asked for water and she gave him milk; she brought him curds in a noble’s bowl.She sent her hand to the tent peg and her right hand to the workmen’s mallet; she struck Sisera; she crushed his head; she shattered and pierced his temple.Between her feet he sank, he fell, he lay still; between her feet he sank, he fell; where he sank, there he fell— dead.“ Out of the window she peered, the mother of Sisera wailed through the lattice:‘ Why is his chariot so long in coming? Why tarry the hoofbeats of his chariots?’Her wisest princesses answer, indeed, she answers herself,‘ Have they not found and divided the spoil?— A womb or two for every man; spoil of dyed materials for Sisera, spoil of dyed materials embroidered, two pieces of dyed work embroidered for the neck as spoil?’“ So may all your enemies perish, O Lord! But your friends be like the sun as he rises in his might.” And the land had rest for forty years.

I will sing of steadfast love and justice; to you, O Lord, I will make music.

My beloved is mine, and I am his; he grazes among the lilies.

“ Now therefore write this song and teach it to the people of Israel. Put it in their mouths, that this song may be a witness for me against the people of Israel.For when I have brought them into the land flowing with milk and honey, which I swore to give to their fathers, and they have eaten and are full and grown fat, they will turn to other gods and serve them, and despise me and break my covenant.And when many evils and troubles have come upon them, this song shall confront them as a witness( for it will live unforgotten in the mouths of their offspring). For I know what they are inclined to do even today, before I have brought them into the land that I swore to give.”So Moses wrote this song the same day and taught it to the people of Israel.

Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; each one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.My vineyard, my very own, is before me; you, O Solomon, may have the thousand, and the keepers of the fruit two hundred.

My heart overflows with a pleasing theme; I address my verses to the king; my tongue is like the pen of a ready scribe.

I slept, but my heart was awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking.“ Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one, for my head is wet with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.”

His mouth is most sweet, and he is altogether desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies.