Let me make a song about my loved one, a song of love for his vine-garden. My loved one had a vine-garden on a fertile hill:

And all joy is gone; no longer are they glad for the fertile field; and in the vine-gardens there are no songs or sounds of joy: the crushing of grapes has come to an end, and its glad cry has been stopped.

But it will be like a man shaking an olive-tree, something will still be there, two or three berries on the top of the highest branch, four or five on the outside branches of a fertile tree, says the Lord, the God of Israel.

And your most fertile valleys were full of war-carriages, and the horsemen took up their positions in front of the town.

And the dead flower of his glory, which is on the head of the fertile valley, will be like the first early fruit before the summer; which a man takes and puts in his mouth the minute he sees it.

In a very short time Lebanon will become a fertile field, and the fertile field will seem like a wood.

Have sorrow for the fields, the pleasing fields, the fertile vine;

Till the spirit comes on us from on high, and the waste land becomes a fertile field, and the fertile field is changed into a wood.

Then in the waste land there will be an upright rule, and righteousness will have its place in the fertile field.

Who makes the word of his servants certain, and gives effect to the purposes of his representatives; who says of Jerusalem, Her people will come back to her; and of the towns of Judah, I will give orders for their building, and will make her waste places fertile again:

For as the rain comes down, and the snow from heaven, and does not go back again, but gives water to the earth, and makes it fertile, giving seed to the planter, and bread for food;