6 Thou hast made us a very strife unto our neighbours: and our enemies laugh us to scorn.
7 Turn us again, thou God of hosts: shew the light of thy countenance, and we shall be whole.
8 Thou hast brought a vine out of Egypt: thou hast cast out the heathen, and planted it.
9 Thou madest room for it: and when it had taken root it filled the land.
10 The hills were covered with the shadow of it: and the boughs thereof were like the goodly cedar-trees.
11 She stretched out her branches unto the sea: and her boughs unto the river.
12 Why hast thou then broken down her hedge: that all they that go by pluck off her grapes?
13 The wild boar out of the wood doth root it up: and the wild beasts of the field devour it.
14 Turn thee again, thou God of hosts, look down from heaven: behold, and visit this vine;
15 And the place of the vineyard that thy right hand hath planted: and the branch that thou madest so strong for thyself.