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Psalm 80

To the chief musician upon Shoshannim, Eduth, A Psalm of Asaph.

8,6,8,6

1Hear, Isr’el’s Shepherd! like a flock

thou that dost Joseph guide;

Shine forth, O thou that dost between

the cherubims abide.

2In Ephraim’s, and Benjamin’s

and in Manasseh’s sight,

O come for our salvation;

stir up thy strength and might.

3Turn us again, O Lord our God,

and upon us vouchsafe

To make thy countenance to shine,

and so we shall be safe.

4O Lord of hosts, almighty God,

how long shall kindled be

Thy wrath against the prayer made

by thine own folk to thee?

5Thou tears of sorrow giv’st to them

instead of bread to eat;

Yea, tears instead of drink thou giv’st

to them in measure great.

6Thou makest us a strife unto

our neighbours round about;

Our enemies among themselves

at us do laugh and flout.

7Turn us again, O God of hosts,

and upon us vouchsafe

To make thy countenance to shine,

and so we shall be safe.

8A vine from Egypt brought thou hast,

by thine outstretched hand;

And thou the heathen out didst cast,

to plant it in their land.

9Before it thou a room didst make,

where it might grow and stand;

Thou causedst it deep root to take,

and it did fill the land.

10The mountains vail’d were with its shade,

as with a covering;

Like goodly cedars were the boughs

which out from it did spring.

11Upon the one hand to the sea

her boughs she did out send;

On th’ other side unto the flood

her branches did extend.

12Why hast thou then thus broken down,

and ta’en her hedge away?

So that all passengers do pluck,

and make of her a prey.

13The boar who from the forest comes

doth waste it at his pleasure;

The wild beast of the field also

devours it out of measure.

14O God of hosts, we thee beseech,

return now unto thine;

Look down from heav’n in love, behold,

and visit this thy vine:

15This vineyard, which thine own right hand

hath planted us among;

And that same branch, which for thyself

thou hast made to be strong.

16Burnt up it is with flaming fire,

it also is cut down:

They utterly are perished,

when as thy face doth frown.

17O let thy hand be still upon

the Man of thy right hand,

The Son of man, whom for thyself

thou madest strong to stand.

18So henceforth we will not go back,

nor turn from thee at all:

O do thou quicken us, and we

upon thy name will call.

19Turn us again, Lord God of hosts,

and upon us vouchsafe

To make thy countenance to shine,

and so we shall be safe.

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