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Prayer for Reviving. Ps. 80

I. Watts   L.M.

1
Great Shepherd of thine Israel,
Who didst between the cherubs dwell,
And led the tribes, thy chosen sheep,
Safe through the desert and the deep.

2
Thy church is in the desert now;
Shine from on high, and guide us through;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be saved and sigh no more.

3
Hast thou not planted with thy hands
A lovely vine in heathen lands?
Did not thy power defend it round,
And heavenly dews enrich the ground?

4
But now her beauty is defaced;
Why hast thou laid her fences waste?
Strangers and foes against her join,
And every beast devours the vine.

5
Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew,
Thou wert its strength and glory too;
Attacked in vain by all its foes,
Till the fair branch of promise rose.

6
Fair branch, ordained of old to shoot
From David’s stock, from Jacob’s root;
Himself a noble vine, and we
The lesser branches of the tree.

7
’Tis thy own Son, and he shall stand,
Girt with thy strength at thy right hand;
Thy first-born Son, adorned and blessed
With power and grace above the rest.

8
Oh! for his sake attend our cry,
Shine on thy churches lest they die;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be saved and sigh no more.