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1 Give ear, O Shep­herd of Is­rael, thou that lead­est Joseph like a flock; thou that dwellest between the cheru­bims, shine forth.
2 Be­fore Ephraim and Ben­jamin and Man­asseh stir up thy strength, and come and save us.
3 Turn us again, O God, and cause thy face to shine; and we shall be saved.
4 O LORD God of hosts, how long wilt thou be an­gry against the prayer of thy peo­ple?
5 Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great mea­sure.
6 Thou mak­est us a strife unto our neigh­bours: and our en­e­mies laugh among them­selves.
7 Turn us again, O God of hosts, and cause thy face to shine; and we shall be saved.
8 Thou hast brought a vine out of Egypt: thou hast cast out the hea­then, and plant­ed it.
9 Thou pre­paredst room be­fore it, and didst cause it to take deep root, and it filled the land.
10 The hills were cov­ered with the shad­ow of it, and the boughs there­of were like the good­ly cedars.
11 She sent out her boughs unto the sea, and her branch­es unto the riv­er.
12 Why hast thou then bro­ken down her hedges, so that all they which pass by the way do pluck her?
13 The boar out of the wood doth waste it, and the wild beast of the field doth de­vour it.
14 Re­turn, we be­seech thee, O God of hosts: look down from heav­en, and be­hold, and vis­it this vine;
15 And the vine­yard which thy right hand hath plant­ed, and the branch that thou madest strong for thy­self.
16 It is burned with fire, it is cut down: they per­ish at the re­buke of thy coun­te­nance.
17 Let thy hand be upon the man of thy right hand, upon the son of man whom thou madest strong for thy­self.
18 So will not we go back from thee: quick­en us, and we will call upon thy name.
19 Turn us again, O LORD God of hosts, cause thy face to shine; and we shall be saved.