Thou, who ledest Joseph, like a flock

Verse 1

Thou, who led'st Joseph, like a flock, O Israel's shepherd hear; Who dwell'st between the cherubims Shine forth in glory there.

Verse 2

Before Manasseh, Benjamin, With Ephraim, thy rearward; Stir up thy strength, and speedy come, Our Savior, and our guard.

Verse 3

Turn us again, O God, and cause Thy face, so used to save, To shine forth upon us, then we Deliverance shall have.

Verse 4

How long, Jehovah, God of Hosts, Wilt thou, in anger, smoke Against thy people's mournful prayer, And they in vain invoke.

Verse 5

Thou dost abundant flowing tears, For meat, and drink, impose.

Verse 6

A strife we're to our neighbors made; A laughter to our foes.

Verse 7

Turn us, O God of Hosts, and cause Thy face, so used to save. To shine forth upon us, then we Deliverance shall have.

Verse 8

From Egypt thou didst bring a vine, Under oppression bred; The heathen, noxious weeds, cast out, And plant it in their stead.

Verse 9

Before it thou prepared'st room, Where it was meant to stand; There thou didst make it take deep root, It grew, and filled the land.

Verse 10

It's shade did mountains over-cast, And boughs God's cedars hide.

Verse 11

Her arms stretched to the western sea, Her branch Euphrates side.

Verse 12

Oh! why then hast thou broken down Her hedge, and laid her bare? That all the passengers that way, Do her in pieces tear.

Verse 13

The boar, out of the wood, doth root. And sadly lay it waste; The wild beasts of the field do make Her clusters their repast.

Verse 14

Return, O God of Hosts, we pray, And let thine heart incline, To look from heaven, and behold, And visit soon this vine.

Verse 15

The vineyard, which thine own right hand Did plant, and guard so long; The branch, which for thy self alone, Thou mad'st so very strong.

Verse 16

Behold, thy vine is burnt with fire, It's branches are cut down; They perish do at thy rebuke, Because thy face doth frown.

Verse 17

Upon the man of thy right hand, Let thy hand be displayed; Upon the son of man, whom thou Strong, for thy self, hast made.

Verse 18

So we will not from thee revolt. Nor more incur thy blame; Oh, do thou us revive, and we Will call upon thy name.

Verse 19

Lord, God of Hosts, turn us, and cause Thy face, so used to save, To shine forth upon us, then we Deliverance shall have.