7 Turn us again, O God of hosts, and cause thy face to shine; and we shall be saved.
8 Thou hast brought a vine out of Egypt: thou hast cast out the heathen, and planted it.
9 Thou preparedst room before it, and didst cause it to take deep root, and it filled the land.
10 The hills were covered with the shade of it, and its boughs were like the goodly cedars.
11 She sent out her boughs to the sea, and her branches to the river.
12 Why hast thou then broke down her hedges, so that all they who pass by the way do pluck her?
13 The boar from the wood doth waste it, and the wild beast of the field doth devour it.