^{8 Ref} You brought a vine out of Egypt. You drove out the nations, and planted it.

^{9 Ref} You cleared the ground for it. It took deep root, and filled the land.

^{10 Ref} The mountains were covered with its shadow. Its boughs were like God's cedars.

^{11 Ref} It sent out its branches to the sea, Its shoots to the River.

^{12 Ref} Why have you broken down its walls, So that all those who pass by the way pluck it?

^{13 Ref} The boar out of the wood ravages it. The wild animals of the field feed on it.

^{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.