17:11 The day you begin cultivating, you do what you can to make it grow;
the morning you begin planting, you do what you can to make it sprout.
Yet the harvest will disappear
and incurable pain.
2:13 The fig tree has budded,
the vines have blossomed and give off their fragrance.
Arise, come away my darling;
my beautiful one, come away with me!”
The Beloved to Her Lover:
2:15 Catch
the little foxes,
that ruin the vineyards
for our vineyard is in bloom.
17:6 It sprouted and became a vine,
spreading low to the ground;
its branches turning toward him,
So it became a vine; it produced shoots and sent out branches.
17:7 “‘There was another great eagle
with broad wings and thick plumage.
Now this vine twisted its roots toward him
and sent its branches toward him
to be watered from the soil where it was planted.
17:8 In a good field, by abundant waters, it was planted
to grow branches, bear fruit, and become a beautiful vine.
17:9 “‘Say to them: This is what the sovereign Lord says:
“‘Will it prosper?
Will he not rip out its roots
and cause its fruit to rot
All its foliage
No strong arm or large army
will be needed to pull it out by its roots.
17:10 Consider! It is planted, but will it prosper?
Will it not wither completely when the east wind blows on it?
Will it not wither in the soil where it sprouted?’”