Psalms 80

¹Unto the end. For the wine and oil presses. A Psalm of Asaph himself.

²Exult before God our helper. Sing joyfully to the God of Jacob.

³Take up a psalm, and bring forth the timbrel: a pleasing Psalter with stringed instruments.

⁴Sound the trumpet at the new moon, on the noteworthy day of your solemnity,

⁵for it is a precept in Israel and a judgment for the God of Jacob.

⁶He set it as a testimony with Joseph, when he went out of the land of Egypt. He heard a tongue that he did not know.

⁷He turned the burdens away from his back. His hands had been a slave to baskets.

⁸You called upon me in tribulation, and I freed you. I heard you within the hidden tempest. I tested you with waters of contradiction.

⁹My people, listen and I will call you to testify. If, O Israel, you will pay heed to me,

¹⁰then there will be no new god among you, nor will you adore a foreign god.

¹¹For I am the Lord your God, who led you out of the land of Egypt. Widen your mouth, and I will fill it.

¹²But my people did not hear my voice, and Israel was not attentive to me.

¹³And so, I sent them away, according to the desires of their heart. They will go forth according to their own inventions.

¹⁴If my people had heard me, if Israel had walked in my ways,

¹⁵I would have humbled their enemies, as if it were nothing, and I would have sent my hand upon those who troubled them.

¹⁶The enemies of the Lord have lied to him, and their time will come, in every age.

¹⁷And he fed them from the fat of the grain, and he saturated them with honey from the rock.

Psalms 80

¹Give ear, O Shepherd of Israel, thou that leadest Joseph like a flock; thou that dwellest between the cherubims, shine forth.

²Before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh stir up thy strength, and come and save us.

³Turn us again, O God, and cause thy face to shine; and we shall be saved.

⁴O Lord God of hosts, how long wilt thou be angry against the prayer of thy people?

⁵Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great measure.

⁶Thou makest us a strife unto our neighbours: and our enemies laugh among themselves.

⁷Turn us again, O God of hosts, and cause thy face to shine; and we shall be saved.

⁸Thou hast brought a vine out of Egypt: thou hast cast out the heathen, and planted it.

⁹Thou preparedst room before it, and didst cause it to take deep root, and it filled the land.

¹⁰The hills were covered with the shadow of it, and the boughs thereof were like the goodly cedars.

¹¹She sent out her boughs unto the sea, and her branches unto the river.

¹²Why hast thou then broken down her hedges, so that all they which pass by the way do pluck her?

¹³The boar out of the wood doth waste it, and the wild beast of the field doth devour it.

¹⁴Return, we beseech thee, O God of hosts: look down from heaven, and behold, and visit this vine;

¹⁵And the vineyard which thy right hand hath planted, and the branch that thou madest strong for thyself.

¹⁶It is burned with fire, it is cut down: they perish at the rebuke of thy countenance.

¹⁷Let thy hand be upon the man of thy right hand, upon the son of man whom thou madest strong for thyself.

¹⁸So will not we go back from thee: quicken us, and we will call upon thy name.

¹⁹Turn us again, O Lord God of hosts, cause thy face to shine; and we shall be saved.