Hearken unto me, Ye that pursue righteousness, Ye that seek Yahweh, - Look well unto the rock whence ye were hewn, And unto the quarry whence ye were digged:

And he thoroughly digged it, And gathered out the stones thereof, And planted it with a precious vine, And built a tower in the midst thereof, Moreover also a wine-press, hewed he therein, - Then waited he that it should bring forth grapes. And it brought forth wild grapes:

I, have digged, and drunk waters, - That I may dry up, with the soles of my feet, all the Nile-streams of Egypt.

Let me sing, I pray you, for a well-beloved of mine, The song of my beloved concerning his vineyard: - A vineyard, had my well-beloved on a very fruitful hill;

the way of well-being, have they not known, And there is no justice in their tracks, - Their paths, have they made crooked for themselves, None who treadeth therein knoweth well - being.