Psalms 80
1 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 out.
To the Chief Musician. For "the Lilies of Testimony." Asaph’s. A Melody. O Shepherd of Israel, give ear, Thou who leddest forth Joseph like a rock, Thou who art throned on the cherubim, appear!
2 Before Ephraim, Benjamin, and Manasseh, stir up your might! Come to save us!
Before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh, stir up thy strength, And come! to our salvation.
3 Turn us again, God. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.
O God, bring us back, And light up thy face, That we may be saved.
4 LORD God of Hosts, how long will you be angry against the prayer of your people?
O Yahweh, God of hosts! How long hast thou been wroth with the prayer of thy people?
5 You have fed them with the bread of tears, and given them tears to drink in large measure.
Thou hast fed them with the food of tears, And hast caused them to drink the water of weeping in threefold abundance.
6 You make us a source of contention to our neighbours. Our enemies laugh amongst themselves.
Thou dost make us an object of contention to our neighbours, And, our foes, find mockery for themselves.
7 Turn us again, God of Hosts. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.
O God of hosts, bring us back, And light up thy face, That we may be saved.
8 You brought a vine out of Egypt. You drove out the nations, and planted it.
A vine out of Egypt, thou didst remove, Thou didst cast out nations, and plant it;
9 You cleared the ground for it. It took deep root, and filled the land.
Thou didst make a clear space before it, So it rooted well its roots, and filled up the land;
10 The mountains were covered with its shadow. Its boughs were like God’s cedars.
Covered were the mountains with its shade, And, with its boughs, the mighty cedars.
11 It sent out its branches to the sea, its shoots to the River.
It thrust forth its branches as far as the sea, —And, unto the River, its shoots.
12 Why have you broken down its walls, so that all those who pass by the way pluck it?
Wherefore hast thou broken down its fences, So that all who pass along the way, pluck its fruit?
13 The boar out of the wood ravages it. The wild animals of the field feed on it.
The boar out of the forest, browseth upon it, And, the wild beast of the field, pastureth thereon.
14 Turn again, we beg you, God of Hosts. Look down from heaven, and see, and visit this vine,
O God of hosts, return, we pray thee, —Look down out of the heavens, and see, And inspect this vine:
15 the stock which your right hand planted, the branch that you made strong for yourself.
Yea the stock which thy right hand planted, Even upon the son thou didst secure for thyself.
16 It’s burnt with fire. It’s cut down. They perish at your rebuke.
To be burned with fire, it is cut down, —At the rebuke of thy countenance, they will perish.
17 Let your hand be on the man of your right hand, on the son of man whom you made strong for yourself.
Let thy hand be, Upon the Man of thy right hand, Upon the Son of Man thou didst secure for thyself;
18 So we will not turn away from you. Revive us, and we will call on your name.
So will we not draw back from thee, Thou wilt bring us to life, And, on thy Name, will we call.
19 Turn us again, LORD God of Hosts. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.
O Yahweh, God of hosts! bring us back, Light up thy face, That we may be saved.
