7  Restore us, O God of hosts;

let your face shine, that we may be saved!

8  You brought a ^evine out of Egypt;

you drove out the nations and planted it.

9  You cleared the ground for it;

it took deep root and filled the land.

10  The mountains were covered with its shade,

the mighty cedars with its branches.

11  It sent out its branches ^fto the sea

and its shoots to the River.¹

12  Why then have you ^gbroken down its walls,

so that all who pass along the way pluck its fruit?

13  The boar from the forest ravages it,

and all that move in the field feed on it.

14  Turn again, O God of hosts!

Look down from heaven, and see;

^hhave regard for this vine,

15  the stock that your right hand planted,

and for the son whom you made strong for yourself.