⁸ You brought a vine out of Egypt;
    you drove out the nations and planted it.^(A)
9 You cleared the ground for it;
    it took deep root and filled the land.^(B)
10 The mountains were covered with its shade,
    the mighty cedars with its branches;
¹¹ it sent out its branches to the sea
    and its shoots to the River.
¹² Why then have you broken down its walls,
    so that all who pass along the way pluck its fruit?^(C)
13 The boar from the forest ravages it,
    and all that move in the field feed on it.^(D)

¹⁴ Turn again, O God of hosts;
    look down from heaven and see;
have regard for this vine,^(E)
15     the stock that your right hand planted.^[a]
16 It has been burned with fire; it has been cut down;
    may they perish at the rebuke of your countenance.^(F)
17 But let your hand be upon the one at your right hand,
    the one whom you made strong for yourself.^(G)
18 Then we will never turn back from you;
    give us life, and we will call on your name.^(H)

¹⁹ Restore us, O Lord God of hosts;
    let your face shine, that we may be saved.