14. Turn again, we beseech thee, O God of hosts: Look down from heaven, and behold, and visit this vine,
15. And the stock which thy right hand planted, And the branch that thou madest strong for thyself.
16. It is burned with fire, it is cut down: They perish at the rebuke of thy countenance.
17. Let thy hand be upon the man of thy right hand, Upon the son of man whom thou madest strong for thyself.