To the director; set to “The Lilies.” A reminder. Of Aʹsaph.+ A melody.
4 Jehovah God of armies, how long will you be hostile toward* the prayer of your people?+
5 You feed them tears as their bread,
And you make them drink tears beyond measure.
8 You made a vine+ depart from Egypt.
You drove out the nations and planted it.+
10 The mountains were covered by its shadow,
And the cedars of God by its branches.
12 Why have you broken down the stone walls of the vineyard,+
So that all those passing by pluck its fruit?+
14 O God of armies, please return.
Look down from heaven and see!
Take care of this vine,+
15 The stock* that your right hand has planted,+
16 It is burned with fire,+ cut down.
They perish at your rebuke.*
17 May your hand give support to the man at your right hand,
To the son of man you have made strong for yourself.+
18 Then we will not turn away from you.
Preserve us alive, so that we may call on your name.