^{14 Ref} Turn again, we beg you, God of hosts. Look down from heaven, and see, and visit this vine,

^{15 Ref} The stock which your right hand planted, The branch that you made strong for yourself.

^{16 Ref} It's burned with fire. It's cut down. They perish at your rebuke.

^{17 Ref} Let your hand be on the man of your right hand, On the son of man whom you made strong for yourself.

^{18 Ref} So we will not turn away from you. Revive us, and we will call on your name.

^{19 Ref} Turn us again, Yahweh God of hosts. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.