Psalms 80:11-15

¹¹(80-12) She sent out her branches unto the sea, and her shoots unto the River.

¹²(80-13) Why hast Thou broken down her fences, so that all they that pass by the way do pluck her?

¹³(80-14) The boar out of the wood doth ravage it, that which moveth in the field feedeth on it.

¹⁴(80-15) O God of hosts, return, we beseech Thee; look from heaven, and behold, and be mindful of this vine,

¹⁵(80-16) And of the stock which Thy right hand hath planted, and the branch that Thou madest strong for Thyself.