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MOF PSA Chapter 80

PSA 80 ©

From the Choirmaster’s collection. To the tune of “Lilies of the Law.” An Asaphite song.

80O Shepherd of Israel, hear us,

who leadest Joseph like a flock!

Shine from thy throne above the kherubs,

2for Ephraim and Manasseh!

Oh stir thy strength

and come to our rescue!

3O God of hosts, restore us to power;

a smile of thy favour, and we are saved!


4O Lord of hosts, how long will thine anger fume,

though thy people are praying?

5Thou hast made tears our daily bread,

and tears on tears our drink;

6thou has made us the butt of our neighbours,

the jest of our foes.

7O God of hosts, restore us to power;

a smile of thy favour, and we are saved!


8Thou didst bring a vine from Egypt,

thou didst plant her, driving out the nations;

9when thou didst clear a place for her,

she took root and she spread over the land,

10till her shadow lay over the mountains,

and her boughs covered even the mighty cedars;

11she pushed her tendrils to the sea,

her shoots to the Euphrates.

12Why hast thou torn her fences down,

till passers-by all strip her,

13till the boar from the forest gnaws her,

and wild beasts graze on her?

14O God of hosts, we pray thee,

look once again from heaven, look on her;

15take this vine, thy charge, replant her,

this the vine thy right hand planted.

16Men have burned her, cut her down–

may they perish at thy frown!

17Do thou protect thy chosen folk,

those thou hast nurtured for thyself;

18then shall we never be faithless to thee;

revive us, and we will worship thee.

19O God of hosts, restore us to power;

a smile of thy favour, and we are saved!

PSA 80 ©

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