Psalms 80
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lilies of the Covenant.” A Psalm of Asaph. Hear us, O Shepherd of Israel, who leads Joseph like a flock; You who sit enthroned between the cherubim, shine forth
| לַמְנַצֵּחַ אֶל־שֹׁשַׁנִּים עֵדוּת לְאָסָף מִזְמֽוֹר׃ רֹעֵה יִשְׂרָאֵל ׀ הַאֲזִינָה נֹהֵג כַּצֹּאן יוֹסֵף יֹשֵׁב הַכְּרוּבִים הוֹפִֽיעָה׃ |
2 before Ephraim, Benjamin, and Manasseh. Rally Your mighty power and come to save us.
| לִפְנֵי אֶפְרַיִם ׀ וּבִנְיָמִן וּמְנַשֶּׁה עוֹרְרָה אֶת־גְּבוּרָתֶךָ וּלְכָה לִישֻׁעָתָה לָּֽנוּ׃ |
3 Restore us, O God, and cause Your face to shine upon us, that we may be saved.
| אֱלֹהִים הֲשִׁיבֵנוּ וְהָאֵר פָּנֶיךָ וְנִוָּשֵֽׁעָה׃ |
4 O LORD God of Hosts, how long will Your anger smolder against the prayers of Your people?
| יְהֹוָה אֱלֹהִים צְבָאוֹת עַד־מָתַי עָשַׁנְתָּ בִּתְפִלַּת עַמֶּֽךָ׃ |
5 You fed them with the bread of tears and made them drink the full measure of their tears.
| הֶאֱכַלְתָּם לֶחֶם דִּמְעָה וַתַּשְׁקֵמוֹ בִּדְמָעוֹת שָׁלִֽישׁ׃ |
6 You make us contend with our neighbors; our enemies mock us.
| תְּשִׂימֵנוּ מָדוֹן לִשְׁכֵנֵינוּ וְאֹיְבֵינוּ יִלְעֲגוּ־לָֽמוֹ׃ |
7 Restore us, O God of Hosts, and cause Your face to shine upon us, that we may be saved.
| אֱלֹהִים צְבָאוֹת הֲשִׁיבֵנוּ וְהָאֵר פָּנֶיךָ וְנִוָּשֵֽׁעָה׃ |
8 You uprooted a vine from Egypt; You drove out the nations and transplanted it.
| גֶּפֶן מִמִּצְרַיִם תַּסִּיעַ תְּגָרֵשׁ גּוֹיִם וַתִּטָּעֶֽהָ׃ |
9 You cleared the ground for it, and it took root and filled the land.
| פִּנִּיתָ לְפָנֶיהָ וַתַּשְׁרֵשׁ שׇׁרָשֶׁיהָ וַתְּמַלֵּא־אָֽרֶץ׃ |
10 The mountains were covered by its shade, and the mighty cedars with its branches.
| כָּסּוּ הָרִים צִלָּהּ וַעֲנָפֶיהָ אַֽרְזֵי־אֵֽל׃ |
11 It sent out its branches to the Sea, and its shoots toward the River.
| תְּשַׁלַּח קְצִירֶהָ עַד־יָם וְאֶל־נָהָר יוֹנְקוֹתֶֽיהָ׃ |
12 Why have You broken down its walls, so that all who pass by pick its fruit?
| לָמָּה פָּרַצְתָּ גְדֵרֶיהָ וְאָרוּהָ כׇּל־עֹבְרֵי דָֽרֶךְ׃ |
13 The boar from the forest ravages it, and the creatures of the field feed upon it.
| יְכַרְסְמֶנָּֽה חֲזִיר מִיָּ עַ ר וְזִיז שָׂדַי יִרְעֶֽנָּה׃ |
14 Return, O God of Hosts, we pray! Look down from heaven and see! Attend to this vine—
| אֱלֹהִים צְבָאוֹת שֽׁוּב ־ נָא הַבֵּט מִשָּׁמַיִם וּרְאֵה וּפְקֹד גֶּפֶן זֹֽאת׃ |
15 the root Your right hand has planted, the son You have raised up for Yourself.
| וְ כַ נָּה אֲשֶׁר־נָטְעָה יְמִינֶךָ וְעַל־בֵּן אִמַּצְתָּה לָּֽךְ׃ |
16 Your vine has been cut down and burned; they perish at the rebuke of Your countenance.
| שְׂרֻפָה בָאֵשׁ כְּסוּחָה מִגַּעֲרַת פָּנֶיךָ יֹאבֵֽדוּ׃ |
17 Let Your hand be upon the man at Your right hand, on the son of man You have raised up for Yourself.
| תְּֽהִי־יָדְךָ עַל־אִישׁ יְמִינֶךָ עַל־בֶּן־אָדָם אִמַּצְתָּ לָּֽךְ׃ |
18 Then we will not turn away from You; revive us, and we will call on Your name.
| וְלֹֽא־נָסוֹג מִמֶּךָּ תְּחַיֵּנוּ וּבְשִׁמְךָ נִקְרָֽא׃ |
19 Restore us, O LORD God of Hosts; cause Your face to shine upon us, that we may be saved.
| יְהֹוָה אֱלֹהִים צְבָאוֹת הֲשִׁיבֵנוּ הָאֵר פָּנֶיךָ וְנִוָּשֵֽׁעָה׃ |
