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.
14. Return, we beseech thee, O God of hosts: look down from heaven, and behold, and visit this vine;
15. And the vineyard which thy right hand planted, and the branch that thou madest strong for thyself.
16. It is burnt 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.
18. So will we not go back from thee: revive us, and we will call upon thy name.
19. Turn us again, O LORD God of hosts, cause thy face to shine; and we shall be saved.