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Isaiah 5:1 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

1 I will sing now to my beloved a song of my love for his vineyard. There was a vineyard to my beloved in the horn of the son of oil:

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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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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 I WILL sing to my beloved the canticle of my cousin concerning his vineyard. My beloved had a vineyard on a hill in a fruitful place.

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Isaiah 5:1
23 Tagairtí Cros  

To David a chanting. Mercy and judgment will I sing to thee, O Jehovah: I will play on the harp.


To the overseer over the lilies, for the sons of Korah, instruction: a song of the beloved. My heart boiled over a good word: I say my works to the king: my tongue the pen of one writing promptly.


So that thy beloved ones shall be delivered, save with thy right hand and answer us.


Thou wilt remove a vine from Egypt: thou wilt cast out the nations and thou wilt plant it


My beloved to me, and I to him: he feeding among the lilies.


His palate, sweetness: he is all loveliness. This my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.


I slept and my heart waked: the voice of my beloved knocks at the door; Open to me, my sister, my friend, my dove, my perfect one: my head was filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night


I to my beloved, and my beloved to me: he feeding among the lilies.


Many shepherds destroyed my vineyard, they trod down my portion, they gave the portion of my desire for a desert of desolation.


And I planted thee a vine of purple grapes, wholly a true seed: and how didst thou turn to me the removings of a strange vine?


Son of man, what is the tree of the vine above every tree, the vine-shoot which was upon the trees of the forest.


Thy mother as a vine in thy blood, planted by the waters: she was fruitful and covered from much water.


Israel an empty vine, he will place fruit to himself: according to the multitude to his fruit he multiplied to his altars; according to the goodness of his land they made good pillars.


Hear another parable: A certain man was master of a house, who planted a vineyard, and put a hedge around it, and digged in it a winepress, and let it out to farmers, and went abroad:


And be began to speak to them in parables. A man planted a vineyard, and put a fence round, and digged a winefat, and built a tower, and let it out to husbandmen, and went abroad.


And he began to say to the people this parable; A certain man planted a vineyard, and let it to farmers, and went abroad sufficient time.


I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman.


And thou atest and wert satisfied, and didst bless Jehovah thy God for the good land which he gave to thee.


For Jehovah thy God brings thee to a good land, a land of torrents of water, fountains, and depths going forth in the valley and in the mountain;


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