Psalms 80

1 To the chief music-maker; put to Shoshannim-eduth. Of Asaph. A Psalm. Give ear, O Keeper of Israel, guiding Joseph like a flock; you who have your seat on the winged ones, let your glory be seen.

[For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Lilies of the Covenant." A Psalm by Asaph.] Hear us, Shepherd of Israel, you who lead Joseph like a flock, you who sit above the cherubim, shine forth.

2 Before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh, let your strength be awake from sleep, and come as our salvation.

Before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh, stir up your might. Come to save us.

3 Take us back again, O God; let us see the shining of your face, and let us be safe.

Restore us, God. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.

4 O Lord God of armies, how long will your wrath be burning against the rest of your people?

LORD God of hosts, How long will you be angry against the prayer of your people?

5 You have given them the bread of weeping for food; for their drink you have given them sorrow in great measure.

You have fed them with the bread of tears, and given them tears to drink in large measure.

6 You make us a cause of war among our neighbours; our haters are laughing at us among themselves.

You make us a source of contention to our neighbors. Our enemies have mocked us.

7 Take us back again, O God of armies; let us see the shining of your face, and let us be safe.

Restore us, God of hosts. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.

8 You took a vine out of Egypt: driving out the nations, and planting it in their land.

You brought a vine out of Egypt. You drove out the nations, and planted it.

9 You made ready a place for it, so that it might take deep root, and it sent out its branches over all the land.

You cleared the ground for it. It took deep root, and filled the land.

10 The mountains were covered with its shade, and the great trees with its branches.

The mountains were covered with its shadow. Its boughs were like God's cedars.

11 It sent out its arms to the Sea, and its branches to the River.

It sent out its branches to the sea, Its shoots to the River.

12 Why are its walls broken down by your hands, so that all who go by may take its fruit?

Why have you broken down its walls, so that all those who pass by the way pluck it?

13 It is uprooted by the pigs from the woods, the beasts of the field get their food from it.

The boar out of the wood ravages it. The wild animals of the field feed on it.

14 Come back, O God of armies: from heaven let your eyes be turned to this vine, and give your mind to it,

Return, we beg you, God of hosts. Look down from heaven, and see, and visit this vine,

15 Even to the tree which was planted by your right hand, and to the branch which you made strong for yourself.

the stock which your right hand planted, the branch that you made strong for yourself.

16 It is burned with fire; it is cut down: they are made waste by the wrath of your face.

It's burned with fire. It's cut down. They perish at your rebuke.

17 Let your hand be on the man of your right hand, on the son of man whom you made strong for yourself.

Let your hand be on the man of your right hand, on the son of man whom you made strong for yourself.

18 So will we not be turned back from you; keep us in life, and we will give praise to your name.

So we will not turn away from you. Revive us, and we will call on your name.

19 Take us back, O Lord God of armies; let us see the shining of your face, and let us be safe.

Restore us, LORD God of hosts. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.