Turn us again, O Lord, our God,
And upon us vouchsafe
To make Thy countenance to shine,
And so we shall be safe.
A vine from Egypt brought Thou hast,
By Thine outstretched hand;
And Thou the heathen out didst cast,
To plant it in their land.
But now burnt up it is with fire,
It also is cut down;
And from Thy land hath perished,
Because Thy face doth frown.
0let Thy hand be still upon
The man of Thy right hand;
The Son of Man,whom for Thyself
Thou madest strong to stand.
So henceforth we will not go back,
Nor turn from Thee at all;
0do Thou quicken us,and we
Upon Thy name will call.