Whoso keepeth the fig tree shall eat the fruit thereof; And he that waiteth on his master shall be honoured.
Song of Solomon 8:12 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: Thou, O Solomon, shalt have the thousand, And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: Thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition You, O Solomon, can have your thousand [pieces of silver], and those who tend the fruit of it two hundred; but my vineyard, which is mine [with all its radiant joy], is before me! American Standard Version (1901) My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: Thou, O Solomon, shalt have the thousand, And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred. Common English Bible My vineyard, my very own, is before me. You can have the thousand, Solomon— with two hundred for those who tend the fruit! Catholic Public Domain Version The peaceful one had a vineyard, in that which held the peoples. He handed it on to the caretakers; a man brought, in exchange for its fruit, a thousand pieces of silver. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version My vineyard is before me. A thousand are for thee, the peaceable, and two hundred for them that keep the fruit thereof. |
Whoso keepeth the fig tree shall eat the fruit thereof; And he that waiteth on his master shall be honoured.
Keep thy heart with all diligence; For out of it are the issues of life.
Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, Because the sun hath scorched me. My mother's sons were incensed against me, They made me keeper of the vineyards; But mine own vineyard have I not kept.
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; He let out the vineyard unto keepers; Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken for thy voice: Cause me to hear it.
Take heed unto yourselves, and to all the flock, in the which the Holy Ghost hath made you bishops, to feed the church of God, which he purchased with his own blood.
and he died for all, that they which live should no longer live unto themselves, but unto him who for their sakes died and rose again.
For what is our hope, or joy, or crown of glorying? Are not even ye, before our Lord Jesus at his coming?