13 The boar out of the forest doth waste it, and the beast of the field doth feed off it.
14 O God of hosts, return, we beseech thee; look down from the heavens, and behold, and visit this vine;
15 Even the stock which thy right hand hath planted, and the young plant thou madest strong for thyself.
16 It is burned with fire, it is cut down; they perish at the rebuke of thy countenance.
17 Let thy hand be upon the man of thy right hand, upon the son of man whom thou hast made strong for thyself.
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