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1  Hear, O thou Shepherd of Israel, thou that leadest Joseph like a sheep *
 shew thyself also, thou that sittest upon the cherubims.
2  Before Ephraim, Benjamin, and Manasses *
 stir up thy strength, and come, and help us.
3  Turn us again, O God *
 shew the light of thy countenance, and we shall be whole.
4  O Lord God of hosts *
 how long wilt thou be angry with thy people that prayeth?
5  Thou feedest them with the bread of tears *
 and givest them plenteousness of tears to drink.
6  Thou hast made us a very strife unto our neighbours *
 and our enemies laugh us to scorn.
7  Turn us again, thou God of hosts *
 shew the light of thy countenance, and we shall be whole.
8  Thou hast brought a vine out of Egypt *
 thou hast cast out the heathen, and planted it.
9  Thou madest room for it *
 and when it had taken root it filled the land.
10  The hills were covered with the shadow of it *
 and the boughs thereof were like the goodly cedar-trees.
11  She stretched out her branches unto the sea *
 and her boughs unto the river.
12  Why hast thou then broken down her hedge *
 that all they that go by pluck off her grapes?
13  The wild boar out of the wood doth root it up *
 and the wild beasts of the field devour it.
14  Turn thee again, thou God of hosts, look down from heaven *
 behold, and visit this vine;
15  And the place of the vineyard that thy right hand hath planted *
 and the branch that thou madest so strong for thyself.
16  It is burnt with fire, and cut down *
 and they shall perish at the rebuke of thy countenance.
17  Let thy hand be upon the man of thy right hand *
 and upon the son of man, whom thou madest so strong for thine own self.
18  And so will not we go back from thee *
 O let us live, and we shall call upon thy Name.
19  Turn us again, O Lord God of hosts *
 shew the light of thy countenance, and we shall be whole.
1  I will cry unto God with my voice *
 even unto God will I cry with my voice, and he shall hearken unto me.
2  In the time of my trouble I sought the Lord *
 my sore ran, and ceased not in the night-season; my soul refused comfort.
3  When I am in heaviness, I will think upon God *
 when my heart is vexed, I will complain.
4  Thou holdest mine eyes waking *
 I am so feeble, that I cannot speak.
5  I have considered the days of old *
 and the years that are past.
6  I call to remembrance my song *
 and in the night I commune with mine own heart, and search out my spirits.
7  Will the Lord absent himself for ever *
 and will he be no more intreated?
8  Is his mercy clean gone for ever *
 and is his promise come utterly to an end for evermore?
9  Hath God forgotten to be gracious *
 and will he shut up his loving-kindness in displeasure?
10  And I said, It is mine own infirmity *
 but I will remember the years of the right hand of the most Highest.
11  I will remember the works of the Lord *
 and call to mind thy wonders of old time.
12  I will think also of all thy works *
 and my talking shall be of thy doings.
13  Thy way, O God, is holy *
 who is so great a God as our God?
14  Thou art the God that doeth wonders *
 and hast declared thy power among the people.
15  Thou hast mightily delivered thy people *
 even the sons of Jacob and Joseph.
16  The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee, and were afraid *
 the depths also were troubled.
17  The clouds poured out water, the air thundered *
 and thine arrows went abroad.
18  The voice of thy thunder was heard round about *
 the lightnings shone upon the ground; the earth was moved, and shook withal.
19  Thy way is in the sea, and thy paths in the great waters *
 and thy footsteps are not known.
20  Thou leddest thy people like sheep *
 by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
1  O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance *
 thy holy temple have they defiled, and made Jerusalem an heap of stones.
2  The dead bodies of thy servants have they given to be meat unto the fowls of the air *
 and the flesh of thy saints unto the beasts of the land.
3  Their blood have they shed like water on every side of Jerusalem *
 and there was no man to bury them.
4  We are become an open shame to our enemies *
 a very scorn and derision unto them that are round about us.
5  Lord, how long wilt thou be angry *
 shall thy jealousy burn like fire for ever?
6  Pour out thine indignation upon the heathen that have not known thee *
 and upon the kingdoms that have not called upon thy Name.
7  For they have devoured Jacob *
 and laid waste his dwelling-place.
8  O remember not our old sins, but have mercy upon us, and that soon *
 for we are come to great misery.
9  Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of thy Name *
 O deliver us, and be merciful unto our sins, for thy Name’s sake.
10  Wherefore do the heathen say *
 Where is now their God?
11  O let the vengeance of thy servants’ blood that is shed *
 be openly shewed upon the heathen in our sight.
12  O let the sorrowful sighing of the prisoners come before thee *
 according to the greatness of thy power, preserve thou those that are appointed to die.
13  And for the blasphemy wherewith our neighbours have blasphemed thee *
 reward thou them, O Lord, seven-fold into their bosom.
14  So we, that are thy people, and sheep of thy pasture, shall give thee thanks for ever *
 and will alway be shewing forth thy praise from generation to generation.