O Thou who the Shep­herd of Israel art,
Give ear to our pray­er and Thy fa­vor im­part;
Thou lead­er of Jo­seph, Thou guide of his way,
’Mid che­ru­bim dwell­ing, Thy glo­ry dis­play.

In Eph­ra­im’s, Ma­nas­seh’s and Ben­ja­min’s sight,
O come Thou and save us; awake in Thy might.
O God, give us fa­vor, re­store to Thy grace;
And then we shall live in the light of Thy face.

From Egypt’s dark bor­der a vine Thou didst take;
Destroying the hea­then didst room for it make.
Where plant­ed it grew at Thy so­ve­reign com­mand,
With roots deep­ly set and boughs fill­ing the land.

The axe hews it down; it is burned in the fire;
They per­ish, re­buked in Thy ter­ri­ble ire.
O lay then Thy hand on the Man of Thy might,
The Son of Man made to stand strong in Thy sight.

No more shall we wan­der, de­light­ing in shame;
Revive us, O Lord, we will call on Thy name.
O Lord God of Hosts, us re­store to Thy grace,
And then we shall live in the light of Thy face.