Shepherd of Israel, listen; * lead Joseph like a flock.

                   Enthroned on the Cherubim, shine forth * before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh!

                   Rouse your power * and come to save us!

God, return to us! * and let your face shine * that we may be saved.

    Yahweh, God of Armies, * how long will you fume * while your people prays?

    You have fed us tears as our food, * and given us tears to drink by the bowl.

    You have made us the derision of our neighbors, * and our foes made fun of us.

God of Armies, return to us! * Let your face shine * that we may be saved.

        You brought a vine from Egypt, * drove out the nations and planted it.

        You pushed aside its predecessors, * and made it take root, * and caused it to fill the land.

           The mountains were covered with its shadow, * and with its foliage the towering cedars.

           Its branches you made reach the Mediterranean, * and its shoots the Euphrates.

        Why have you destroyed its hedges, * so that all who pass by pluck its fruit.

        The boar from the forest cropped it, * and the field animals fed on it.

God of Armies, return, now! * Look down from heaven and see, * and visit this vine.

    Take care of what your right hand has planted, * and of the son you strengthened for yourself.

        Those who burned it with a blazing fire * —may they perish at your angry rebuke.

        May your hand be on the man at your right, * on the son of man you strengthened for yourself.

    We have never turned away from you! * Restore us to life that we may call on your name.

Yahweh, God of Armies, return to us! * let your face shine that we may be saved.