Psalm 80
Hear, O Shepherd of Israel, you that led Joseph like a flock
: you that are enthroned upon the cherubim, shine out in glory;
Before Ephraim, Benjamin and Manasseh
: stir up your power, and come to save us.
Restore us again, O Lord of hosts
: show us the light of your countenance, and we shall be saved.
O Lord God of hosts
: how long will you be angry at your people’s prayer?
You have fed them with the bread of tears
: and given them tears to drink in good measure.
You have made us the victim of our neighbours
: and our enemies laugh us to scorn.
Restore us again, O Lord of hosts
: show us the light of your countenance, and we shall be saved.
You brought a vine out of Egypt
: you drove out the nations, and planted it in.
You cleared the ground before it
: and it struck root and filled the land.
The hills were covered with its shadow
: and its boughs were like the boughs of the great cedars.
It stretched out its branches to the sea
: and its tender shoots to the Great River.
Why then have you broken down its walls
: so that every passer-by can pluck its fruit?
The wild boar out of the woods roots it up
: and the locusts from the wild places devour it.
Turn to us again, O Lord of hosts
: look down from heaven, and see.
Bestow your care upon this vine
: the stock which your own right hand has planted.
As for those that burn it with fire and cut it down
: let them perish at the rebuke of your countenance.
Let your power rest on the man at your right hand
: on that son of man whom you made so strong for yourself.
And so we shall not turn back from you
: give us life, and we will call upon your name.
Restore us again, O Lord of hosts
: show us the light of your countenance, and we shall be saved.