³ And God said, Let there be light: and there was light.

⁶ Whoso sheddeth man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed: for in the image of God made he man.

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.