Thou who dost lead Joseph like a flock;
You who are enthroned above the cherubim, shine forth!
Before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh, stir up Thy power
And come to save us!
O God, restore us
And cause Thy face to shine upon us, and we will be saved.
O LORD God of hosts,
How long wilt Thou be angry with the prayer of Thy people?
Thou hast fed them with the bread of tears,
And Thou hast made them to drink tears in large measure.
Thou dost make us an object of contention to our neighbors,
And our enemies laugh among themselves.
O God of hosts, restore us
And cause Thy face to shine upon us, and we will be saved.
Thou didst removed a vine from Egypt;
Thou didst drive out the nations and planted it.
Thou didst clear the ground before it,
And it took deep root and filled the land.
The mountains were covered with its shadow,
And the cedars of God with its boughs.
It was sending out its branches to the sea
And its shoots to the River.
Why have Thou broken down its hedges,
So that all who pass that way pick its fruit?
A boar from the forest eats it away
And whatever moves in the field feeds on it.
O God of hosts, turn again now, we beseech Thee;
Look down from heaven and see, and take care of this vine,
Even the shoot which Thy right hand has planted,
And on the son whom Thou hast strengthened for Thyself.
It is burned with fire, it is cut down;
They perish at the rebuke of Thy countenance.
Let Thy hand be upon the man of Thy right hand,
Upon the son of man whom Thou made strong for Yourself.
Then we shall not turn back from You;
Revive us, and we will call upon Thy name.
O LORD God of hosts, restore us;
Cause Thy face to shine upon us, and we will be saved.
~Psalm 80 (NASB 1977)
How long wilt Thou be angry with the prayer of Thy people?
Thou hast fed them with the bread of tears,
And Thou hast made them to drink tears in large measure.
Thou dost make us an object of contention to our neighbors,
And our enemies laugh among themselves.
O God of hosts, restore us
And cause Thy face to shine upon us, and we will be saved.
Thou didst removed a vine from Egypt;
Thou didst drive out the nations and planted it.
Thou didst clear the ground before it,
And it took deep root and filled the land.
The mountains were covered with its shadow,
And the cedars of God with its boughs.
It was sending out its branches to the sea
And its shoots to the River.
Why have Thou broken down its hedges,
So that all who pass that way pick its fruit?
A boar from the forest eats it away
And whatever moves in the field feeds on it.
O God of hosts, turn again now, we beseech Thee;
Look down from heaven and see, and take care of this vine,
Even the shoot which Thy right hand has planted,
And on the son whom Thou hast strengthened for Thyself.
It is burned with fire, it is cut down;
They perish at the rebuke of Thy countenance.
Let Thy hand be upon the man of Thy right hand,
Upon the son of man whom Thou made strong for Yourself.
Then we shall not turn back from You;
Revive us, and we will call upon Thy name.
O LORD God of hosts, restore us;
Cause Thy face to shine upon us, and we will be saved.
~Psalm 80 (NASB 1977)
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