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.

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.

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

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.

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.

He began to speak to them in parables:“ A man planted a vineyard, put a fence around it, dug out a pit for a winepress, and built a watchtower. Then he leased it to tenant farmers and went away.

You dug up a vine from Egypt; you drove out the nations and planted it.

Now he began to tell the people this parable:“ A man planted a vineyard, leased it to tenant farmers, and went away for a long time.

“ Listen to another parable: There was a landowner, who planted a vineyard, put a fence around it, dug a winepress in it, and built a watchtower. He leased it to tenant farmers and went away.

I planted you, a choice vine from the very best seed. How then could you turn into a degenerate, foreign vine?

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

On that day sing about a desirable vineyard:I am the LORD, who watches over it to water it regularly. So that no one disturbs it, I watch over it night and day.

On that day Deborah and Barak son of Abinoam sang:When the leaders lead in Israel, when the people volunteer, blessed be the LORD.Listen, kings! Pay attention, princes! I will sing to the LORD; I will sing praise to the LORD God of Israel.LORD, when you came from Seir, when you marched from the fields of Edom, the earth trembled, the skies poured rain, and the clouds poured water.The mountains melted 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 main roads were deserted because travelers kept to the side roads.Villages were deserted, they were deserted in Israel, until I, Deborah, arose, a mother in Israel.Israel chose new gods, then there was war in the city gates. Not a shield or spear was seen among forty thousand in Israel.My heart is with the leaders of Israel, with the volunteers of the people. Blessed be the LORD!You who ride on white donkeys, who sit on saddle blankets, and who travel on the road, give praise!Let them tell the righteous acts of the LORD, the righteous deeds of his villagers in Israel, with the voices of the singers at the watering places. Then the LORD’s people went down to the city gates.“ Awake! Awake, Deborah! Awake! Awake, sing a song! Arise, Barak, and take your prisoners, son of Abinoam!”Then the survivors came down to the nobles; the LORD’s people came down to me against the warriors.Those with their roots in Amalek came from Ephraim; Benjamin came with your people after you. The leaders came down from Machir, and those who carry a marshal’s staff came from Zebulun.The princes of Issachar were with Deborah; Issachar was with Barak; they were under his leadership in the valley. There was great searching of heart among the clans of Reuben.Why did you sit among the sheep pens listening to the playing of pipes for the flocks? There was great searching of heart among the clans of Reuben.Gilead remained beyond the Jordan. Dan, why did you linger at the ships? Asher remained at the seashore and stayed in his harbors.The people of Zebulun defied death, Naphtali also, on the heights of the battlefield.Kings came and fought. Then the kings of Canaan fought at Taanach by the Waters of Megiddo, but they did not plunder the silver.The stars fought from the heavens; the stars fought with Sisera from their paths.The river Kishon swept them away, the ancient river, the river Kishon. March on, my soul, in strength!The horses’ hooves then hammered— the galloping, galloping of his stallions.“ Curse Meroz,” says the angel of the LORD,“ Bitterly curse her inhabitants, for they did not come to help the LORD, to help the LORD with the warriors.”Most blessed of women is Jael, the wife of Heber the Kenite; she is most blessed among tent-dwelling women.He asked for water; she gave him milk. She brought him cream in a majestic bowl.She reached for a tent peg, her right hand, for a workman’s hammer. Then she hammered Sisera— she crushed his head; she shattered and pierced his temple.He collapsed, he fell, he lay down between her feet; he collapsed, he fell between her feet; where he collapsed, there he fell— dead.Sisera’s mother looked through the window; she peered through the lattice, crying out:“ Why is his chariot so long in coming? Why don’t I hear the hoofbeats of his horses?”Her wisest princesses answer her; she even answers herself:“ Are they not finding and dividing the spoil— a girl or two for each warrior, the spoil of colored garments for Sisera, the spoil of an embroidered garment or two for my neck?”LORD, may all your enemies perish as Sisera did. But may those who love him be like the rising of the sun in its strength. And the land had peace for forty years.

I will sing of faithful love and justice; I will sing praise to you, LORD.

My love is mine and I am his; he feeds among the lilies.

Therefore write down this song for yourselves and teach it to the Israelites; have them sing it, so that this song may be a witness for me against the Israelites.When I bring them into the land I swore to give their ancestors, a land flowing with milk and honey, they will eat their fill and prosper. They will turn to other gods and worship them, despising me and breaking my covenant.And when many troubles and afflictions come to them, this song will testify against them, because their descendants will not have forgotten it. For I know what they are prone to do, even before I bring them into the land I swore to give them.”So Moses wrote down this song on that day and taught it to the Israelites.

Solomon owned a vineyard in Baal-hamon. He leased the vineyard to tenants. Each was to bring for his fruit one thousand pieces of silver.I have my own vineyard. The one thousand are for you, Solomon, but two hundred for those who take care of its fruits.

My heart is moved by a noble theme as I recite my verses to the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.

I was sleeping, but my heart was awake. A sound! My love was knocking! Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with droplets of the night.

His mouth is sweetness. He is absolutely desirable. This is my love, and this is my friend, young women of Jerusalem.

I am my love’s and my love is mine; he feeds among the lilies.