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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And he fenced it, and gathered out the stones thereof, and planted it with the choicest vine, and built a tower in the midst of it, and also made a winepress therein: and he looked that it should bring forth grapes, and it brought forth wild grapes.

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In that day sing ye unto her, A vineyard of red wine.

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I the Lord do keep it; I will water it every moment: lest any hurt it, I will keep it night and day.

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