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.