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The Choir and The Oratory

or Praise and Prayer. By Josiah Conder

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II. Psalm lxxx.

O Thou who leddest forth of old,
By Moses' hand, Thy chosen fold
Through Horeb's burning waste,—
Shepherd of Israel, give ear!

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O Thou, whose throne of living light
Between the cherubim is placed,
To Joseph's seed and Benjamin appear!
Put forth Thine arm, O Lord, and save us by Thy might.

CHORUS.

Restore, O God, Thy chosen race!
As erst Thy glory beam'd,
Oh turn on us the brightness of Thy face,
And we shall be redeemed.
How long, O Lord, wilt Thou retain
Thy wrath, and prayer ascend in vain?
With sorrows are Thy people fed:
Tears are their cup, and tears their bread.
Contending foes on either hand
Dispute possession of our land.
Thou hast abandoned us to be
Their strife, and prey, and mockery.

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CHORUS.

O God of Hosts, restore Thy chosen race!
As erst Thy glory beamed,
Turn, turn on us the brightness of Thy face,
And we shall be redeemed.
Thou broughtest from Egypt a Vine,
And nations, removed by thy hand,
Made room for the Plant that was Thine,
And it struck root, and filled the land.
Its tendrils the cedar ascended;
It shadowed the hills with its height;
And its boughs to Euphrates extended,
To ocean the arms of its might.
Why, Lord, hast thou cast down the fence
That once threw security round,
Repelling the enemy thence,
While strangers respected the bound?
But now they may break through, unheeding,
Thy Vine of its honours to spoil:
The herds on its foliage are feeding;
The wild boar is trampling the soil.

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Return, Oh return to Thy land!
Look down from Thy glory, and see
How the Plant that was reared by Thy hand,
The Stem that was holy to Thee,
Has been torn by the hands of the cruel:
Its branches, dishonoured, cut down,
Have served the destroyer for fuel:—
It is withering under thy frown.
O God, put forth Thy hand once more:
The servant of Thy choice restore.
Defend the hope of Israel,
So will we never more rebel;
But, quickened by Thy power Divine,
We will invoke no name but Thine.

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Lord God of Hosts, restore Thy chosen race!
As erst Thy glory beam'd,
Turn, turn on us the brightness of Thy face:
Then shall we be redeemed.