⁰To the choirmaster, to lilies; a testimony of Asaph, a psalm.

¹O Shepherd of Israel, give ear, you who lead Joseph like a flock; you who sit on the cherubim, shine out.

²Before the face of Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh, rouse your might and come for our deliverance.

³O God, return us, make your face shine, and we will be saved.

⁴O Yahweh, God of hosts, how long will you smoke against the prayer of your people?

⁵You have fed them bread of tears, and made them drink tears by the threefold measure.

⁶You make us a quarrel to our neighbors, and our enemies mock among themselves.

⁷O God of hosts, return us, make your face shine, and we will be saved.

⁸You pulled up a vine from Egypt; you drove out nations and planted it.

⁹You cleared a place before her; she took root, her roots took hold, and she filled the land.

¹⁰The mountains were covered by its shade, and the cedars of God by its boughs.

¹¹It stretched out its branches to the sea, and its young shoots to the river.

¹²Why have you broken down its walls, so that all who pass along the road pluck it?

¹³The boar from the forest gnaws it away, and whatever moves in the field grazes on it.

¹⁴O God of hosts, return; look from the heavens and see, and visit this vine.

¹⁵And the stock that your right hand planted, and upon the son you made strong for yourself.

¹⁶It is burned with fire, cut off; at the rebuke of your face they perish.

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

¹⁸Then we will not turn back from you; give us life, and we will call on your name.

¹⁹O Yahweh, God of hosts, return us; make your face shine, and we will be saved.