8 O God of hosts, convert us. And reveal your face, and we will be saved.
9 You have transferred a vineyard from Egypt. You have cast out the Gentiles, and planted it.
10 You were the leader of the journey in its sight. You planted its roots, and it filled the earth.
11 Its shadow covered the hills, and its branches covered the cedars of God.
12 It extended its new branches even to the sea, and its new seedlings even to the river.
13 So then, why have you destroyed its walls, so that all those who pass by the way gather its grapes?
14 The wild boar of the forest has trampled it, and a single wild beast has laid waste to it.