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Isaiah 5:1 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

1 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.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 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:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 LET ME [as God's representative] sing of and for my greatly Beloved [God, the Son] a tender song of my Beloved concerning His vineyard [His chosen people]. My greatly Beloved had a vineyard on a very fruitful hill. [S. of Sol. 6:3; Matt. 21:33-40.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Let me sing for my wellbeloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My wellbeloved had a vineyard in a very fruitful hill:

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Common English Bible

1 Let me sing for my loved one a love song for his vineyard. My loved one had a vineyard on a fertile hillside.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 I will sing to my beloved the canticle of my paternal cousin, about his vineyard. A vineyard was made for my beloved, at the horn in the son of oil.

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Isaiah 5:1
23 Tagairtí Cros  

So that your beloved may be delivered, save with your right hand, and answer us.


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


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


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


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.*


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


Many shepherds have destroyed my vineyard, they have trodden my portion under foot, they have made my pleasant portion a desolate wilderness.


Yet I had planted you a noble vine, wholly a right seed: how then are you turned into the degenerate branches of a foreign vine to me?


Son of man, what is the vine tree more than any tree, the vine-branch which is among the trees of the forest?


Your mother was like a vine, in your blood, planted by the waters: it was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.


Yisra'el is a luxuriant vine that puts forth his fruit. According to the abundance of his fruit he has multiplied his altars. As their land has prospered, they have adorned their sacred stones.


*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 winepress in it, built a tower, leased it out to farmers, and went into another country.


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


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.


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


You shall eat and be full, and you shall bless the LORD your God for the good land which he has given you.


For the LORD your God brings you into a good land, a land of brooks of water, of springs, and underground water flowing into valleys and hills;


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