Psalms 80:14
Turne thee agayne thou God of hoastes I pray thee: loke downe from heauen, beholde and visite this vine
Turne thee agayne thou God of hoastes I pray thee: loke downe from heauen, beholde and visite this vine
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15and vineyarde that thy ryght hande hath planted, and the young braunche which thou hast fortified for thy selfe.
16It is brent with fire and cut downe: they shall perishe at the rebuke of thy countenaunce.
7Turne vs agayne thou Lorde of hoastes: shewe the light of thy countenaunce, and we shalbe saued.
8Thou dydst translate a vine out of Egypt: thou didst cast out the Heathen, and planted it.
9Thou madst roome before it: thou causedst it to take roote, and it hath filled the lande.
12Why hast thou then broken downe her hedge: that all they whiche go by plucke of her grapes?
13The wylde bore out of the wood rooteth it vp: and the wylde beast of the fielde deuoureth it.
18And so we wyll not go backe from thee: thou shalt reuiue vs, and we wyll call vpon thy name.
19Turne vs agayne O God, Lorde of hoastes: shewe the light of thy countenaunce, and we shalbe saued.
2Before Ephraim, Beniamin, and Manasses: stirre vp thy strength, and come for to saue vs.
3Turne vs agayne O Lorde: shewe the light of thy countenaunce, and we shalbe saued.
4O God, Lorde of hoastes: howe long wylt thou be angry at the prayer of thy people?
12Then sayde the trees vnto the vine: Come thou and be kyng ouer vs.
13The vine sayde vnto them: Should I leaue my wine wherby I cheare both God and man, and go to be promoted ouer the trees?
13Turne agayne O God (what, for euer wylt thou be angry?) and be gratious vnto thy seruauntes.
21O Lord turne thou vs vnto thee, and so shall we be turned, renue our dayes as in olde tymes:
7They that dwell vnder his shadowe, shall returne & growe vp as the corne, and florishe as the vine: he shall haue as good a name as the wine of Libanus.
1Nowe wyll I syng my beloued friende, a song of my friende touching his vineyard: My beloued friende hath a vineyarde in a very fruiteful plenteous grounde.
2This he hedged, and gathered out the stones from it, and planted it with the choysest vine: In the middest of it builded he a towre, also made a wine presse therin: and he loked that it shoulde bring him grapes, and it brought foorth wylde grapes.
3Nowe O citezen of Hierusalem, and man of Iuda, iudge I pray thee betwixt me and my vineyarde:
4What more coulde haue ben done for it, that I haue not done? Wherfore then hath it geuen wylde grapes, where I loked to haue had grapes of it?
6Then did it grow, and was a spreading vine, but lowe of stature, whose braunches turned towarde it, and the rootes of it were vnder it: thus there came of it a vine, and it brought foorth braunches, and shot foorth buddes.
7But there was another Egle, a great one, whiche had great wynges and many fethers: and beholde, the rootes of this vine turned towardes it, and spread out her braunches towards it, that she might water it by the trenches of her plantation.
8It was planted vpon a good soyle beside great waters, so that it should haue brought out braunches, & borne fruite, and haue ben a goodly vine.
15Loke downe then from heauen, and beholde from the dwelling place of thy sanctuarie and thy glorie: Howe is it that thy gelousie, thy strength, the multitude of thy mercies, and thy louing kindnesse wyll not be intreated of vs?
7As for the vineyarde of the Lorde of hoastes, it is the house of Israel: and the man of Iuda, the plant of his pleasure: Of these he loked for equitie, but see there is oppression for ryghteousnesse, and lo it is a crying.
1To the chiefe musition vpon Susan Eduth, a golden psalme of Dauid, for to teache: (made) when he fought against Mesopotamia and Syria of Stobah, and when Ioab turned backe and slue twelue thousande Edomites in the salt valley.) O Lorde thou hast cast vs out, thou hast dispearsed vs, thou art displeased: O turne thee vnto vs agayne.
4Turne vs O God of our saluation: and let thyne anger ceasse from vs.
50O Lorde, when wylt thou looke downe from heauen and consider?
8O God Lorde of hoastes heare my prayer: geue eare O God of Iacob. Selah.
9Beholde O Lorde our shielde: and loke vpon the face of thyne annointed.
7Doubtlesse our owne wickednesse doth rewarde vs: but Lorde do thou accordyng to thy name, though our transgression and sinnes be many, and agaynst thee haue we sinned.
20We knowledge (O Lorde) all our misdeedes, and the sinnes of our fathers: for we haue offended thee.
1O Israel, returne vnto the Lorde thy God, for thou hast fallen through thine owne wickednesse.
17O Lorde, wherefore hast thou led vs out of the way? wherefore hast thou hardened our heartes that we feare thee not? Be at one with vs agayne for thy seruauntes sake, and for the generation of thyne heritage.
4Make vs O God that be led into captiuitie: for to returne as riuers into the south.
21Wheras I planted thee a noble vine, and wholly a right seede: howe art thou turned then into a bitter vnfruitfull and straunge grape?
2God loked downe from heauen vpon the children of men: to see yf there were any that did vnderstande and seke after the Lorde.
9For thus saith the Lorde of hoastes: The residue of Israel shalbe gathered as the remnaunt of grapes: and therefore turne thyne hande agayne into the basket, like the grape gatherer.
6Wylt thou not turne agayne and reuiue vs: that thy people may reioyce in thee?
19For he hath loked downe from his high sanctuarie: out of heauen did God beholde the earth.
40Let vs looke well vpon our wayes, and remember our selues, and turne agayne to the Lorde.
22O ye disobedient children, turne againe, & so shall I heale your backturnynges. Lo we come vnto thee, for thou art the Lorde our God.
1Call to remembraunce (O Lorde) what we haue suffred, consider and see our confusion.
2Thou sonne of man, what commeth of the vine tree, more then of euery other tree, & of the wylde vine stocke among other trees of the forest?
10Wherefore do the Heathen say, where is nowe their God? let the vengeaunce of thy seruauntes blood that is shed, be openly knowen amongst the Heathen in our sight.
8O remember not against vs sinnes that be past, with all speede let thy tender mercy preuent vs: for we are brought very lowe.
15Loke downe therfore from thy holy habitation, euen from heauen, and blesse thy people Israel, and the lande which thou hast geuen vs, as thou swarest vnto our fathers a land that floweth with mylke and honye.
10And in the vine were three braunches, and it was as though it budded, & her blossomes shot foorth: and the clusters therof brought foorth rype grapes.
7He hath destroyed my vine, & barked my figge tree, he hath pilled it and cast it from him, and hath left bowes therof whyte.