⁹ Βαλτασασαρ, αρχων των μαγων, επειδη εγνωρισα οτι το πνευμα των αγιων θεων ειναι εν σοι, και ουδεν κρυπτον ειναι δυσκολον εις σε, ειπε τας ορασεις του ενυπνιου μου, το οποιον ειδον, και την ερμηνειαν αυτου.

⁹ Επισκεπτεσαι την γην και ποτιζεις αυτην· υπερπλουτιζεις αυτην· ο ποταμος του Θεου ειναι πληρης υδατων· ετοιμαζεις τον σιτον αυτων, επειδη ουτω διεταξας.

¹ Let me sing for my well beloved a song of my beloved about his vineyard. My beloved had a vineyard on a very fruitful hill.

² He dug it up, gathered out its stones, planted it with the choicest vine, built a tower in its midst, and also cut out a winepress therein. He looked for it to yield grapes, but it yielded wild grapes.