15. Visit this vine which thy right hand Hath set, and planted long, And the young branch, that for thyself Thou hast made firm and strong. 16. But now it is consum'd with fire, And cut with åžeš down; They perish at thy dreadful ire, At thy rebuke and frown. 17. Upon the man of thy right hand Let thy good hand be laid; Upon the son of man, whom thou Strong for thyself hast made. 18. So shall we not go back from theo To ways of sin and shame; . Quicken us thou; then gladly we Shall call upon thy Name. 19. Return us, and thy grace divine, Lord God of Hosts, vouchsafe; Cause thou thy face on us to shine, And then we shall be safe. 9 Thou didst prepare for it a place, And root it deep and fast, That it began to grow apace, And fill’d the land at tast. 10. With her green shade that cover'd all, The hills were over-spread; Advanc'd their lofty head. 11. Here branches on the roestern side Her other branches went. 12. Why hast thou laid her hedges low, And broken down her fence, 13. The tusked boar out of the wood Up turns it by the roots ; Wild beasts there brouze, and make their food '. Her grapes and tender shoots. 14. Return now, God of Hosts, look down From Heaven, thy seat divine; Behold us, but without a frown, And visit this thy vine. 15. Visit this vine which thy right hand Hath set, and planted long, And the young branch, that for thyself Thou hast made firm and strong. 16. But now it is consum'd with fire, And cut with ažés down; They perish at thy dreadful ire, At thy rebukė and frown. 17. Upon the man of thy right hand Let thy good hand be laid ; Upon the son of man, whom thou Strong for thyself hast made. 18. So shall we not go back from thee To ways of sin and shame; . Quicken us thou; thén gladly we Shall call upon thy Name. 19. Return us, and thy grace divine, Lord God of Hosts, vouchsafe; Cause thou thy face on us to shine, And then we shall be safe. 1. To God our strength sing loud, and clear, Sing loud to God our King ; Loud acclamations ring. 2. Prepare a hymn, prepare a song, The timbrel hither bring; And harp with pleasant string. 3. Blow, as is wont, in the new moon With trumpets' lofty sound, Our solemn feast comes round. 4. This was a statute given of old For Israel to observe ; From whence they might not swerve. 5. This he a testimony ordain'd In Joseph, not to change, When as he pass’d through Egypt land; The tongue I heard was strange. '1':' 6. From burden, and from slavish toil, I set his shoulder free: Deliver'd were by me. arl, 7. When trouble did thee sore assail, On me then didst thou call; And led thee out of thrall. With clouds encompass’d round; !!...! Of Meriba renown'd. . 8. Hear, O my People, hearken well;: " I testify to thee, If thou wilt list to me: : |