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.

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.

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.

He began to speak to them in parables.“ A man planted a vineyard, put a hedge around it, dug a pit for the wine press, built a tower, rented it out to a farmer, and went into another country.

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

He began to tell the people this parable.“ A man planted a vineyard, and rented it out to some farmers, and went into another country for a long time.

“ Hear another parable. There was a man who was a master of a household, who planted a vineyard, set a hedge about it, dug a wine press in it, built a tower, leased it out to farmers, and went into another country.

Yet I had planted you a noble vine, a pure and faithful seed. How then have you turned into the degenerate branches of a foreign vine to me?

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

In that day, sing to her,“ A pleasant vineyard!I, Yahweh, am its keeper. I will water it every moment. Lest anyone damage it, I will keep it night and day.

Then Deborah and Barak the son of Abinoam sang on that day, saying,“ Because the leaders took the lead in Israel, because the people offered themselves willingly, be blessed, Yahweh!“ Hear, you kings! Give ear, you princes! I, even I, will sing to Yahweh. I will sing praise to Yahweh, the God of Israel.“ Yahweh, when you went out of Seir, when you marched out of the field of Edom, the earth trembled, the sky also dropped. Yes, the clouds dropped water.The mountains quaked Yahweh’s presence, even Sinai at the presence of Yahweh, the God of Israel.“ In the days of Shamgar the son of Anath, in the days of Jael, the highways were unoccupied. The travelers walked through byways.The rulers ceased in Israel. They ceased until I, Deborah, arose; Until I arose a mother in Israel.They chose new gods. Then war was in the gates. Was there a shield or spear seen among forty thousand in Israel?My heart is toward the governors of Israel, who offered themselves willingly among the people. Bless Yahweh!“ Speak, you who ride on white donkeys, you who sit on rich carpets, and you who walk by the way.Far from the noise of archers, in the places of drawing water, there they will rehearse Yahweh’s righteous acts, the righteous acts of his rule in Israel.“ Then Yahweh’s people went down to the gates.‘ Awake, awake, Deborah! Awake, awake, utter a song! Arise, Barak, and lead away your captives, you son of Abinoam.’“ Then a remnant of the nobles and the people came down. Yahweh came down for me against the mighty.Those whose root is in Amalek came out of Ephraim, after you, Benjamin, among your peoples. Governors come down out of Machir. Those who handle the marshal’s staff came out of Zebulun.The princes of Issachar were with Deborah. As was Issachar, so was Barak. They rushed into the valley at his feet. By the watercourses of Reuben, there were great resolves of heart.Why did you sit among the sheepfolds? To hear the whistling for the flocks? At the watercourses of Reuben, there were great searchings of heart.Gilead lived beyond the Jordan. Why did Dan remain in ships? Asher sat still at the haven of the sea, and lived by his creeks.Zebulun was a people that jeopardized their lives to the death; Naphtali also, on the high places of the field.“ The kings came and fought, then the kings of Canaan fought at Taanach by the waters of Megiddo. They took no plunder of silver.From the sky the stars fought. From their courses, they fought against Sisera.The river Kishon swept them away, that ancient river, the river Kishon. My soul, march on with strength.Then the horse hoofs stamped because of the prancing, the prancing of their strong ones.‘ Curse Meroz,’ said Yahweh’s angel.‘ Curse bitterly its inhabitants, because they didn’t come to help Yahweh, to help Yahweh against the mighty.’“ Jael shall be blessed above women, the wife of Heber the Kenite; blessed shall she be above women in the tent.He asked for water. She gave him milk. She brought him butter in a lordly dish.She put her hand to the tent peg, and her right hand to the workmen’s hammer. With the hammer she struck Sisera. She struck through his head. Yes, she pierced and struck through his temples.At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay. At her feet he bowed, he fell. Where he bowed, there he fell down dead.“ Through the window she looked out, and cried: Sisera’s mother looked through the lattice.‘ Why is his chariot so long in coming? Why do the wheels of his chariots wait?’Her wise ladies answered her, Yes, she returned answer to herself,‘ Have they not found, have they not divided the plunder? A lady, two ladies to every man; to Sisera a plunder of dyed garments, a plunder of dyed garments embroidered, of dyed garments embroidered on both sides, on the necks of the plunder?’“ So let all your enemies perish, Yahweh, but let those who love him be as the sun when it rises in its strength.” Then the land had rest forty years.

I will sing of loving kindness and justice. To you, Yahweh, I will sing praises.

My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.

“ Now therefore write this song for yourselves, and teach it to the children of Israel. Put it in their mouths, that this song may be a witness for me against the children of Israel.For when I have brought them into the land which I swore to their fathers, flowing with milk and honey, and they have eaten and filled themselves, and grown fat, then they will turn to other gods, and serve them, and despise me, and break my covenant.It will happen, when many evils and troubles have come on them, that this song will testify before them as a witness; for it will not be forgotten out of the mouths of their descendants; for I know their ways and what they are doing today, before I have brought them into the land which I promised them.”So Moses wrote this song the same day, and taught it to the children of Israel.

Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.

My heart overflows with a noble theme. I recite my verses for the king. My tongue is like the pen of a skillful writer.

I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks:“ Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night.”

His mouth is sweetness; yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, daughters of Jerusalem.

I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies.