1140    L.M.     Isaac Watts
Prayer for Reviving. Ps. 80

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.