533 verses about Harvest

You drench its furrows. You level its ridges. You soften it with showers. You bless it with a crop.

You crown the year with your bounty. Your carts overflow with abundance.

The wilderness grasslands overflow. The hills are clothed with gladness.

The pastures are covered with flocks. The valleys also are clothed with grain. They shout for joy! They also sing.

The earth has yielded its increase. God, even our own God, will bless us.

He will come down like rain on the mown grass, as showers that water the earth.

Abundance of grain shall be throughout the land. Its fruit sways like Lebanon. Let it flourish, thriving like the grass of the field.

You have set all the boundaries of the earth. You have made summer and winter.

He gave also their increase to the caterpillar, and their labor to the locust.

He destroyed their vines with hail, their sycamore fig trees with frost.

You brought a vine out of Egypt. You drove out the nations, and planted it.

You cleared the ground for it. It took deep root, and filled the land.

It sent out its branches to the sea, Its shoots to the River.

Yes, Yahweh will give that which is good. Our land will yield its increase.

He waters the mountains from his rooms. The earth is filled with the fruit of your works.

He causes the grass to grow for the livestock, and plants for man to cultivate, that he may produce food out of the earth:

You give to them; they gather. You open your hand; they are satisfied with good.

ate up every plant in their land; and ate up the fruit of their ground.

sow fields, plant vineyards, and reap the fruits of increase.

He blesses them also, so that they are multiplied greatly. He doesn’t allow their livestock to decrease.

Those who sow in tears will reap in joy.

He who goes out weeping, carrying seed for sowing, will certainly come again with joy, carrying his sheaves.

with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest of the wheat.

Honor Yahweh with your substance, with the first fruits of all your increase:

so your barns will be filled with plenty, and your vats will overflow with new wine.

provides her bread in the summer, and gathers her food in the harvest.

My fruit is better than gold, yes, than fine gold; my yield than choice silver.

He who gathers in summer is a wise son, but he who sleeps during the harvest is a son who causes shame.

Wicked people earn deceitful wages, but one who sows righteousness reaps a sure reward.

The liberal soul shall be made fat. He who waters shall be watered also himself.

An abundance of food is in poor people’s fields, but injustice sweeps it away.

A man’s stomach is filled with the fruit of his mouth. With the harvest of his lips he is satisfied.

The sluggard will not plow by reason of the winter; therefore he shall beg in harvest, and have nothing.

He who sows wickedness reaps trouble, and the rod of his fury will be destroyed.

The hay is removed, and the new growth appears, the grasses of the hills are gathered in.

The lambs are for your clothing, and the goats are the price of a field.

A needy man who oppresses the poor is like a driving rain which leaves no crops.

I made myself gardens and parks, and I planted trees in them of all kinds of fruit.

a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

Cast your bread on the waters; for you shall find it after many days.

In the morning sow your seed, and in the evening don’t withhold your hand; for you don’t know which will prosper, whether this or that, or whether they both will be equally good.

Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits: henna with spikenard plants,

I went down into the nut tree grove, to see the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.

Let’s go early up to the vineyards. Let’s see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.

Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.

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

What could have been done more to my vineyard, that I have not done in it? Why, when I looked for it to yield grapes, did it yield wild grapes?

For the vineyard of Yahweh of Armies is the house of Israel, and the men of Judah his pleasant plant: and he looked for justice, but, behold, oppression; for righteousness, but, behold, a cry of distress.

For ten acres of vineyard shall yield one bath, and a homer of seed shall yield an ephah.”

It shall happen in that day that a man shall keep alive a young cow, and two sheep;

and it shall happen, that because of the abundance of milk which they shall give he shall eat butter: for everyone will eat butter and honey that is left within the land.

All the hills that were cultivated with the hoe, you shall not come there for fear of briers and thorns; but it shall be for the sending out of oxen, and for the treading of sheep.”

You have multiplied the nation. You have increased their joy. They rejoice before you according to the joy in harvest, as men rejoice when they divide the plunder.

For the fields of Heshbon languish with the vine of Sibmah. The lords of the nations have broken down its choice branches, which reached even to Jazer, which wandered into the wilderness. Its shoots were spread abroad. They passed over the sea.

Therefore I will weep with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah. I will water you with my tears, Heshbon, and Elealeh: for on your summer fruits and on your harvest the battle shout has fallen.

Gladness is taken away, and joy out of the fruitful field; and in the vineyards there will be no singing, neither joyful noise. Nobody will tread out wine in the presses. I have made the shouting stop.

It will be like when the harvester gathers the wheat, and his arm reaps the grain. Yes, it will be like when one gleans grain in the valley of Rephaim.

Yet gleanings will be left there, like the shaking of an olive tree, two or three olives in the top of the uppermost bough, four or five in the outermost branches of a fruitful tree,” says Yahweh, the God of Israel.

In the day of your planting, you hedge it in. In the morning, you make your seed blossom, but the harvest flees away in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.

For before the harvest, when the blossom is over, and the flower becomes a ripening grape, he will cut off the sprigs with pruning hooks, and he will cut down and take away the spreading branches.

The meadows by the Nile, by the brink of the Nile, and all the sown fields of the Nile, will become dry, be driven away, and be no more.

You are my threshing, and the grain of my floor!” That which I have heard from Yahweh of Armies, the God of Israel, I have declared to you.

On great waters, the seed of the Shihor, the harvest of the Nile, was her revenue. She was the market of nations.

For it will be so within the earth among the peoples, as the shaking of an olive tree, as the gleanings when the vintage is done.

In that day, sing to her, “A pleasant vineyard!

It will happen in that day, that Yahweh will thresh from the flowing stream of the Euphrates to the brook of Egypt; and you will be gathered one by one, children of Israel.

The fading flower of his glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fertile valley, shall be like the first-ripe fig before the summer; which someone picks and eats as soon as he sees it.

Does he who plows to sow plow continually? Does he keep turning the soil and breaking the clods?

When he has leveled its surface, doesn’t he plant the dill, and scatter the cumin seed, and put in the wheat in rows, the barley in the appointed place, and the spelt in its place?

For the dill are not threshed with a sharp instrument, neither is a cart wheel turned over the cumin; but the dill is beaten out with a stick, and the cumin with a rod.

Bread flour must be ground; so he will not always be threshing it. Although he drives the wheel of his threshing cart over it, his horses don’t grind it.

Isn’t it yet a very little while, and Lebanon will be turned into a fruitful field, and the fruitful field will be regarded as a forest?

He will give the rain for your seed, with which you will sow the ground; and bread of the increase of the ground will be rich and plentiful. In that day, your livestock will feed in large pastures.

The oxen likewise and the young donkeys that till the ground will eat savory feed, which has been winnowed with the shovel and with the fork.

For days beyond a year you will be troubled, you careless women; for the vintage shall fail. The harvest won’t come.

Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

Until the Spirit is poured on us from on high, and the wilderness becomes a fruitful field, and the fruitful field is considered a forest.

Blessed are you who sow beside all waters, who send out the feet of the ox and the donkey.

Your plunder will be gathered as the caterpillar gathers. Men will leap on it as locusts leap.

until I come and take you away to a land like your own land, a land of grain and new wine, a land of bread and vineyards.

“‘This shall be the sign to you. You will eat this year that which grows of itself, and in the second year that which springs from the same; and in the third year sow and reap and plant vineyards, and eat their fruit.

He cuts down cedars for himself, and takes the cypress and the oak, and strengthens for himself one among the trees of the forest. He plants a cypress tree, and the rain nourishes it.

For as the rain comes down and the snow from the sky, and doesn’t return there, but waters the earth, and makes it grow and bud, and gives seed to the sower and bread to the eater;

Strangers will stand and feed your flocks, and foreigners will work your fields and your vineyards.

For as the earth produces its bud, and as the garden causes the things that are sown in it to spring up; so the Lord Yahweh will cause righteousness and praise to spring up before all the nations.

Yahweh has sworn by his right hand, and by the arm of his strength, “Surely I will no more give your grain to be food for your enemies; and foreigners will not drink your new wine, for which you have labored;

but those who have harvested it will eat it, and praise Yahweh; and those who have gathered it will drink it in the courts of my sanctuary.”

Sharon will be a fold of flocks, and the valley of Achor a place for herds to lie down in, for my people who have sought me.

They will build houses, and inhabit them. They will plant vineyards, and eat their fruit.

They will not build, and another inhabit. They will not plant, and another eat: for the days of my people will be like the days of a tree, and my chosen will long enjoy the work of their hands.

Israel was holiness to Yahweh, the first fruits of his increase. All who devour him will be held guilty. Evil will come on them,”’ says Yahweh.”

They will eat up your harvest and your bread, which your sons and your daughters should eat. They will eat up your flocks and your herds. They will eat up your vines and your fig trees. They will beat down your fortified cities in which you trust with the sword.

They don’t say in their heart, ‘Let us now fear Yahweh our God, who gives rain, both the former and the latter, in its season; who preserves to us the appointed weeks of the harvest.’

Yahweh of Armies says, “They will thoroughly glean the remnant of Israel like a vine. Turn again your hand as a grape gatherer into the baskets.”

“‘I will utterly consume them, says Yahweh. No grapes will be on the vine, no figs on the fig tree, and the leaf will fade. The things that I have given them will pass away from them.’”

“The harvest is past. The summer has ended, and we are not saved.”

Speak, “Yahweh says, “‘The dead bodies of men will fall as dung on the open field, and as the handful after the harvester; and no one will gather them.’”